"Please let him come, and give me the resilience & guts to make him respect me, be interested, and not to throw myself at him with loudness or hysterical yelling; calmly, gently, easy baby easy. He is probably strutting the backs among crocuses now with seven Scandinavian mistresses. And I sit, spiderlike, waiting, here, home; Penelope weaving webs of Webster, turning spindles of Tourneur. Oh, he is here; my black marauder; oh hungry hungry. I am so hungry for a big smashing creative burgeoning burdened love: I am here; I wait; and he plays on the banks of the river Cam like a casual faun."

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Source: Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.200, Anchor

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Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath was an American poet and novelist, known for her confessional style and her impactful work, 'The Bell Jar'.

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