Plath speaks of the immense peace this brought her in a time of serious loneliness, wavering transition, and a desperation for a life she was not able to make for herself. She was desperate to be married, to have children, AND to write.
"I would like a life of conflict, of balancing children, sonnets, love and dirty dishes; and banging banging an affirmation of life out on pianos and ski slopes and in bed in bed in bed" (225).
And, per usual, I have a list of words to define:
- tacit: understood without being openly expressed; implied
- effete: lacking in wholesome vigor; degenerate; decadent
- gyre: a ring or circle
- aspersions: the act of defaming, disparaging, slandering
- progeny: a descendant or offspring
- presage: something that portends or foreshadows a future event; an omen, prognostic, or warning indication
- aslant: slanting
- tautological: needless repetition of an idea
- jettison:to throw off (something) as an obstacle or burden; discard
- scudding: to run or move quickly or hurriedly
- lares and penates: the spirits who, if propitiated, watched over the house or community to which they belonged.
- intransigent: refusing to agree or compromise; uncompromising; inflexible
I hope to spend some time thinking of blessings today - even if I have to force it.
I hope today holds the perfect balance of shadow and light for you...and that you can spend it aware and appreciative of both.
I for one, can't wait to read more.