the rain is here. and tonight i don't mind. sweet somehow, even to me, a native Californian. curled up in the wedding-knot quilt my mother gave me (even though i am not married. "close enough", she teased and handed it to me rather than the Goodwill), i'm letting myself and the paintings rest. the television is off, black and silent, and i am bouncing back and forth, anxious as an anthill, between the poetry books i keep at the ready:
Live or Die - Anne Sexton
Ariel - Sylvia Plath
Cruelty/Killing Floor - Ai
the storm signals its return.
2 comments:
Hi Angela, I saw your work on Etsy and I find it just incredible. The house w/ the picket fence is amazing to me :) I have Ariel on my side table of my all the time. Take care Heather
hi heather! thank you so much! it's one of my favorite pieces right now so it's wonderful to know it's appreciated by someone other than myself. :)
'Ariel' should be on everyone's bed-side table. i'm so glad that people are being to feel less daunted to admit their love for sylvia plath's work. it's always saddened me that it's percieved as a cliche. it lessens the brilliance and relevance of her work. it has saved my life more than once, to be sure. :)
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