Mrs. Prouty, writing to Sylvia Plath

…the person who wants to write enough will make time. So will you. But I hope you won't have to make it at dawns, before breakfast. Someone remarked to me after reading your poem in th eAtlantic — 'How intense.' Sometime write me a little poem that isn't intense. A lamp turned too high might shatter its chimney. Please just glow sometimes.