Morning Song (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its ...
Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its ...
Lady, your room is lousy with flowers. When you kick me out, that's what I'll remember, Me, sitting here bored ...
for Ruth Fainlight I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root; It is what ...
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