--Sylvia Plath, 羅浩原 譯
Quoted from: Sylvia Plath, Aurelia Schober Plath, ed., Letters Home: Correspondence 1950-1963 (New York: HarperPerennial, 1992), p.261.
[Madrid, Spain July 7, 1956]
If only you could see me now,
Sitting in halter and shorts seven stories high
Above the modern tooting city of Madrid
On our large, private
Balcony with gay blue-and-yellow tiles on floor and wall shelves,
Pots of geranium and ivy, and across baroque
Towers and a blazing blue sky, even now, going on 8 p.m. ...
It is so wonderful that wherever Ted and I go
People seem to love us. We are fantastically matched;
Both of us need the same amount of sleep and food and time
For writing; both are inner-directed,
In that we don’t like functional parties and are happiest
With simple, unpretentious working people, who
Adopt us immediately
...Anyway, I have never felt so native
To a country as I do to Spain. First of all, the colors
We saw from the train window all the way down
Were brighter than I thought possible…blazing yellow,
Tan and light-green fields under a blue-white sky, green-black pine
Trees, white adobe houses with orange tile roofs,
And all, bless it, utterly agricultural
Or sheep and bull
Best of all, I have a light,
Clear head that I never knew was possible.
I never knew what a load of weight I was carrying
In my sinuses! For the first time in my life I feel clear-headed,
Vigorous and energetic in my own fashion…I am utterly
Delighted at the thought of coming back here
For two 5-week periods during the year.
Plan to learn Spanish
Cold this summer and study it on my own at Cambridge.
It is so much faster here, in the center of Spain,
Where everyone is only too eager
To teach us words and pronunciation...
Spain is utter heaven...
With Ted and me...