Tuesday, February 21, 2012

out of the ash, i rise.

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for the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge
for the hearing of my heart -----
it really goes.

and there is a charge, a very large charge
for a word or a touch
or a bit of blood

23-29 october 1962

2 comments :

in dreams said...

this is one of my favourite plath poems. so incredibly visual! the photos are a pretty good complement. :)

RAW Fashion Magazine said...

Really interesting love the artistic expression of these xx
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