"The lyric abstrusities of Auden ring mystically down the circular canals of my ear and it begins to look like snow. The good gray conservative obliterating snow. Smoothing (in one white lacy euphemism after another) out all the black bleak angular unangelic nauseous ugliness of the blasted sterile world: dry buds, shrunken stone houses, dead vertical moving people all all all go under the great white beguiling wave. And come out transformed. Lose yourself in a numb dumb snow-daubed lattice of crystal and come out pure with the white virginal veneer you never had."

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Source: Sylvia Plath (2013). “The Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.73, 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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