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Give Me A World, You Have Taken The World I Was.

[short Talk On Sylvia Plath] Did You See Her Mother On Television? She Said Plain, Burned Things. She Said I Thought It An Excellent Poem But It Hurt Me. She Did Not Say Jungle Fear. She Did Not Say Jungle Hatred Wild Jungle Weeping Chop It Back Chop It. She Said Self-government She Said End Of The Road. She Did Not Say Humming In The Middle Of The Air What You Came For Chop.

You Can Get Used To Eating Breakfast With A Man In A Fedora. You Can Get Used To Anything, My Mother Was In The Habit Of Saying.

Then A Miracle Occurred In The Form Of A Plate Of Sandwiches. Geryon Took Three And Buried His Mouth In A Delicious Block Of White Bread Filled With Tomatoes And Butter And Salt. He Thought About How Delicious It Was, How He Liked Slippery Foods, How Slipperiness Can Be Of Different Kinds. I Am A Philosopher Of Sandwiches, He Decided. Things Good On The Inside.

When An Ecstatic Is Asked The Question, What Is It That Love Dares The Self To Do? She Will Answer: Love Dares The Self To Leave Itself Behind, To Enter Into Poverty.