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Sylvia Plath
amerikanische Schriftstellerin und Poetin. 1932 - 1963. Mit 30 Jahren begann sie Selbstmord.
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep—
I am the thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints in snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle, autumn rain.
As you awake with morning’s hush,
I am the swift, up-flingi
Unitarian.
Sylvia Plath • The Bell Jar (FF Classics)
After they tortured and burned her, they dumped her ashes in the nearest flowing stream. This last part at least seems right to me.
Kathryn Nuernberger • The Witch of Eye
She sat transfixed on the edge of the bath, unable to take her eyes off the dying crow. In its solitude and desolation she saw a reflection of her own fate, and she repeated several times to herself, I have no one left in the world but Tomas.
Milan Kundera • The Unbearable Lightness of Being
