Dinesh's photos with the keyword: Bell Jar

. . . Sylvia Plath wrote in ‘The Bell Jar,’ her wonderful evocative of her own breakdown: I couldn’t get myself to react. I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully among in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.” I felt as if my head had been encaged in Lucite, like one of those butterflies trapped forever in the thick transparency of a paper weight. ~