I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it--
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
A paperweight,
My face a featureless, fine
Jew linen.
This echoes Plath’s poem,  ‘'Daddy’' , in which she writes: 
 “… you do not do Any more, black shoe In which I have lived like a foot For thirty years … 
 The implication in both poems is of plodding ‘deadness’, like a lump that impedes her.  Her foot is powerless. Ironically, in this case it is her ‘right’ foot that is an inanimate and heavy, when it should be the one that leads and propels her forward. 
 Reference to feet again, as with ‘Daddy’, is possibly a reference to her father, who lost a foot due to untreated gangrene. This also links in with ‘Nazi lampshade’ and ‘Jew linen’. Plath’s father was, according to Plath, a Nazi, and Plath sympathised and identified with the Jewish people, hence her confusion about her identity and lack of sense of belonging. (Note that biographical research about Plath’s father’s Nazi sympathies have disputed this.)
Lady Lazarus