"Wintering in a dark without window
At the heart of the house
Next to the last tenant's rancid jam
and the bottles of empty glitters ----
Sir So-and-so's gin.
This is the room I have never been in
This is the room I could never breathe in.
The black bunched in there like a bat,
No light
But the torch and its faint."
Sylvia Plath // Wintering (excerpt)
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NIKON D70
1/45 second
F/6.7
ISO 200
70 mm