Date: 1945
"The mob within the heart / Police cannot suppress / The riot given at the first / Is authorized as peace."
preview | full record— Dickinson, Emily (1830-1886)
Date: 1946
"Icebergs behoove the soul / (both being self-made from elements least visible) / to see them so: fleshed, fair, erected indivisible."
preview | full record— Bishop, Elizabeth (1911-1979)
Date: 1955
"The courtyards of the inner heart go round / And round, so sure are they / Where they will end; the brick / Convolutions enter and extend / The individual life, and come to end."
preview | full record— Miles, Josephine (1911-1985)
Date: 1957
"'Really, your mind--' ... 'Like a sink, my nephew Raymond used to say,' Miss Marple agreed, nodding her head briskly. 'But I always told him, sinks are necesary domestic equipment and actually very hygienic.'"
preview | full record— Christie, Agatha (1890-1976)
Date: 1962
"Her mind was as full of religion as a night sky is full of things visible and invisible. She left the man and took his religion and became a nun in the course of time."
preview | full record— Spark, Muriel (1918-2006)
Date: 1963
"Then he started talking about let a equal acceleration and let t equal time and suddenly he was scribbling letters and numbers and equals signs all over the blackboard and my mind went dead."
preview | full record— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)
Date: 1963
"At about this point I began to feel peculiar. I looked round me at all the rows of rapt little heads with the same silver glow on them at the front and the same black shadow on them at the back, and they looked like nothing more or less than a lot of stupid moonbrains."
preview | full record— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)
Date: 1963
"After that--in spite of the Girl Scouts and the piano lessons and the water-color lessons and the dancing lessons and the sailing camp, all of which my mother scrimped to give me, and college, with crewing in the mist before breakfast and blackbottom pies and the little new firecrackers of ideas...
preview | full record— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)
Date: 1963
"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."
preview | full record— Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963)