2008-4-27
Sylvia篇篇情意劫
Lady Lazarus
by Sylvia Plath
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it--
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot A paperweight,
My face a featureless, fine
Jew linen. Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?-- The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day. Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die. This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade. What a million filaments.
The peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see Them unwrap me hand and foot--
The big strip tease.
Gentlemen, ladies These are my hands
My knees.
I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident. The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut As a seashell.
They had to call and call
And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls. Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I've a call. It's easy enough to do it in a cell.
It's easy enough to do it and stay put.
It's the theatrical Comeback in broad day
To the same place, the same face, the same brute
Amused shout: 'A miracle!'
That knocks me out.
There is a charge 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 Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.
So, so, Herr Doktor.
So, Herr Enemy. I am your opus,
I am your valuable,
The pure gold baby That melts to a shriek.
I turn and burn.
Do not think I underestimate your great concern. Ash, ash--
You poke and stir.
Flesh, bone, there is nothing there-- A cake of soap,
A wedding ring,
A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer
Beware
Beware. Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.
23-29 October 1962
really sad.
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2008-4-28
唱k去。
之後見到THERESA...
身心都好疲累呀。
OH...THIS IS LIFE?
完全唔想練oral,,,點好?
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