“Now I am silent, hateUp to my neck,Thick, thick.I do not speak.--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962”
“I am still raw.I say I may be back.You know what lies are for.Even in your Zen heaven we shan't meet.--from "Lesbos", written 18 October 1962”
“I am myself. That is not enough.--from "The Jailer", written 17 October 1962”
“I used to pray to recover you.--from "Daddy", written 12 October 1962”
“And I a smiling woman.I am only thirty.And like the cat I have nine times to die.-- from "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962”
“I have taken a pill to killThe thinPapery feeling.--from "Cut", written 24 October 1962”