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    Lady Lazarus<br />
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    I have done it again.<br />
    One year in every ten<br />
    I manage it----<br />
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    A sort of walking miracle, my skin<br />
    Bright as a Nazi lampshade,<br />
    My right foot<br />
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    A paperweight,<br />
    My face a featureless, fine<br />
    Jew linen.<br />
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    Peel off the napkin<br />
    0 my enemy.<br />
    Do I terrify?----<br />
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    The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?<br />
    The sour breath<br />
    Will vanish in a day.<br />
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    Soon, soon the flesh<br />
    The grave cave ate will be<br />
    At home on me<br />
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    And I a smiling woman.<br />
    I am only thirty.<br />
    And like the cat I have nine times to die.<br />
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    This is Number Three.<br />
    What a trash<br />
    To annihilate each decade.<br />
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    What a million filaments.<br />
    The peanut-crunching crowd<br />
    Shoves in to see<br />
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    Them unwrap me hand and foot<br />
    The big strip tease.<br />
    Gentlemen, ladies<br />
    <br />
    These are my hands<br />
    My knees.<br />
    I may be skin and bone,<br />
    <br />
    Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.<br />
    The first time it happened I was ten.<br />
    It was an accident.<br />
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    The second time I meant<br />
    To last it out and not come back at all.<br />
    I rocked shut<br />
    <br />
    As a seashell.<br />
    They had to call and call<br />
    And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.<br />
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    Dying<br />
    Is an art, like everything else,<br />
    I do it exceptionally well.<br />
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    I do it so it feels like hell.<br />
    I do it so it feels real.<br />
    I guess you could say I've a call.<br />
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    It's easy enough to do it in a cell.<br />
    It's easy enough to do it and stay put.<br />
    It's the theatrical<br />
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    Comeback in broad day<br />
    To the same place, the same face, the same brute<br />
    Amused shout:<br />
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    'A miracle!'<br />
    That knocks me out.<br />
    There is a charge<br />
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    For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge<br />
    For the hearing of my heart----<br />
    It really goes.<br />
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    And there is a charge, a very large charge<br />
    For a word or a touch<br />
    Or a bit of blood<br />
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    Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.<br />
    So, so, Herr Doktor.<br />
    So, Herr Enemy.<br />
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    I am your opus,<br />
    I am your valuable,<br />
    The pure gold baby<br />
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    That melts to a shriek.<br />
    I turn and burn.<br />
    Do not think I underestimate your great concern.<br />
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    Ash, ash ---<br />
    You poke and stir.<br />
    Flesh, bone, there is nothing there----<br />
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    A cake of soap,<br />
    A wedding ring,<br />
    A gold filling.<br />
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    Herr God, Herr Lucifer<br />
    Beware<br />
    Beware.<br />
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    Out of the ash<br />
    I rise with my red hair<br />
    And I eat men like air.<br />
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    Sylvia Plath <br />
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