"I tried to think what I had loved knives for, but my mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung, like a bird, in the center of empty air."
— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)
Author
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
William Heinemann Ltd.
Date
1963
Metaphor
"I tried to think what I had loved knives for, but my mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung, like a bird, in the center of empty air."
Metaphor in Context
I took up the silver knife and cracked off the cap of my egg. Then I put down the knife and looked at it. I tried to think what I had loved knives for, but my mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung, like a bird, in the center of empty air.
(p. 241)
(p. 241)
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Provenance
Reading
Citation
Plath, Sylvia. The Bell Jar. Modern Classics Deluxe Edition. New York: HarperPerennial, 2006.
Date of Entry
06/11/2009
