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The value shut

Sometimes life gives us lessons strange, that are difficult to assimilate. To me, the most difficult of all is to respond honorably to cynics and liars. Perhaps I too fall into one of these categories, sometimes ... But it is harder for me to respond to aggression. It is almost always unexpected, abrupt and murderer with a taste almost like hemlock for the soul. The first thing that came to mind was Sylvia Plath's poem, "The Courage of Shutting-up." Says it all and more:

The value shut

value mouth shut, despite the artillery! / The pink line and silent a worm, basking in the sun. / H ay black circles behind him the indignity circles, / and indignity of the sky, its crumpled brain. / The circles turn, ask to be heard -

full, as they are reporting falsehoods. / Falsehoods, routines, desertions and ambiguities, / the needle traveling its groove, / silver beast between two dark canyons, / a great surgeon, now does tattoos,

tattooing again and again and repeated the sad injustice, / snakes, children, breast / of sirens and dreamers with its two legs. / The surgeon is quiet, not talking. / has seen too much death, has his hands full of it.

So brain circles revolve, like the mouths of cannons, / and there is the old trimmer, language, tireless violet. Should we cut? / has nine tails, is dangerous. / His voice to flay the air, when put in motion!

No, the language, too, has been cornered, / hanging in the library next to the prints of Rangoon / and the heads of fox, otter heads, the heads of dead rabbits. / is a wonderful object - / the things that has crossed over its lifetime. More

what about the eyes, eyes, eyes? / Mirrors can kill, and speaking are terrible rooms / where torture never stops and one can only look at. / The face that lived in this mirror is the face of a corpse. / not worry about the eyes -

may be white and scary, are not decoys, / their death rays were folded like flags / of a country that no longer have news and / a stubborn independence / useless amidst the mountains.