I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I

I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

📖 Sylvia Plath

🌍 American | 👨‍💼 Poet

🎂 October 27, 1932 – ⚰️ February 11, 1963

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In Sylvia Plath's "Ariel," the speaker expresses a deep sense of dread regarding an inner darkness that seems to dwell within her. This ominous presence is described in vivid imagery, suggesting that it is both a part of her and distinctly separate from her. It embodies a feeling of unease that permeates her daily life, highlighting the struggle with her psyche.

The reference to "soft, feathery turnings" juxtaposes a sense of...

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