..And I Am the arrow,The dew that flies, Suicidal, at one with the drive Into the red Eye, the cauldron of morning.
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Hemmingway did it. Ian Curtis too. But, she did it on a cold London day with her children in the other room. Since her departure in 1963 songs [audio] have been written about her, biographies (even fictional) published with the requisite controversy, (some) private journals revealed, countless articles written, theories posed, medical conditions named in her honor, and now a "mainstream" film, with everyone's favourite pseudo-english actress. What is it about this tortured and talented woman that people find so fascinating?