The universe and its design is often one of arbitrary horror.
Sylvia would have taken it seriously- so strong was her devotion to the innate intelligence of form. Those pretty tools like glue and pens, pasting together look-books _ for Sylvia it would have been like toy making or arranging jewels. Unfortunately, Sylvia__ flair for design and graphics went unnoticed by the Mademoiselle staff, who had already pigeonholed her as a __riter_.
Pain, Parties, Work: Sylvia Plath in New York, Summer 1953
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Sylvia would have taken it seriously- so strong was her devotion to the innate intelligence of form. Those pretty tools like glue and pens, pasting together look-books _ for Sylvia it would have been like toy making or arranging jewels. Unfortunately, Sylvia__ flair for design and graphics went unnoticed by the Mademoiselle staff, who had already pigeonholed her as a __riter_.
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