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artschoolglasses: These were actually for a photo assignment I did last year. Those books were my desktop for the longest time…

book-aesthete:

Three Women Sylvia Plath. Turret Books, 1968.
First edition, one of 180 copies, frontispiece and one other woodcut illustration, original cloth, 4to. _________________________________ FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world.  I am very patient, Turning through my time, the suns and stars Regarding me with attention. The moon’s concern is more personal: She passes and repasses, luminous as a nurse. Is she sorry for what will happen?  I do not think so. She is simply astonished at fertility.
When I walk out, I am a great event. I do not have to think, or even rehearse. What happens in me will happen without attention. The pheasant stands on the hill; He is arranging his brown feathers. I cannot help smiling at what it is I know. Leaves and petals attend me.  I am ready.-First two stanzas

book-aesthete:

Three Women
Sylvia Plath. Turret Books, 1968.

First edition, one of 180 copies, frontispiece and one other woodcut illustration, original cloth, 4to.
_________________________________
FIRST VOICE:
I am slow as the world. I am very patient,
Turning through my time, the suns and stars
Regarding me with attention.
The moon’s concern is more personal:
She passes and repasses, luminous as a nurse.
Is she sorry for what will happen? I do not think so.
She is simply astonished at fertility.

When I walk out, I am a great event.
I do not have to think, or even rehearse.
What happens in me will happen without attention.
The pheasant stands on the hill;
He is arranging his brown feathers.
I cannot help smiling at what it is I know.
Leaves and petals attend me. I am ready.
-First two stanzas