Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Never try to trick me with a kiss Pretending that the birds are here to stay; The dying man will ...
Never try to trick me with a kiss Pretending that the birds are here to stay; The dying man will ...
Viciousness in the kitchen! The potatoes hiss. It is all Hollywood, windowless, The fluorescent light wincing on and off like ...
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...
Compelled by calamity's magnet They loiter and stare as if the house Burnt-out were theirs, or as if they thought ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
The day you died I went into the dirt, Into the lightless hibernaculum Where bees, striped black and gold, sleep ...
Bare-handed, I hand the combs. The man in white smiles, bare-handed, Our cheesecloth gauntlets neat and sweet, The throats of ...
(1) The day she visited the dissecting room They had four men laid out, black as burnt turkey, Already half ...
The Triumph of Wit Over Suffering Head alone shows you in the prodigious act Of digesting what centuries alone digest: ...
I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it---- A sort of walking miracle, my skin ...
Stasis in darkness. Then the substanceless blue Pour of tor and distances. God's lioness, How one we grow, Pivot of ...
'Perspective betrays with its dichotomy: train tracks always meet, not here, but only in the impossible mind's eye; horizons beat ...
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