Friday, March 6, 2009

as desperation takes hold

"or that the heat within would grow
until he stood
incandescent as a god ;

now there is nowhere I can go
to hide from him:
moon and sun reflect his flame.

in the morning all shall be
the same again:
stars pale before the angry dawn ;

the gilded cock will turn for me
the rack of time
until the peak of noon has come

and by that glare, my love will see
how I am still
blazing in my golden hell."

text from the poem to a jilted lover by sylvia plath
stills from the film vivre sa vie (1962) directed by jean-luc godard. watch it


bobb said...

Thanks so much for your post and the link here. A wonderful and sobering film. I have seen it before, but it's been a long time. Have you seen the Carl Dreyer film "Passion of Joan of Arc"? I had forgotten that an excerpt from it was in Vivre Sa Vie. It might be the most intense film I've ever seen.