Aftermath (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Compelled by calamity's magnet They loiter and stare as if the house Burnt-out were theirs, or as if they thought ...
Compelled by calamity's magnet They loiter and stare as if the house Burnt-out were theirs, or as if they thought ...
All summer we moved in a villa brimful of echos, Cool as the pearled interior of a conch. Bells, hooves, ...
The day you died I went into the dirt, Into the lightless hibernaculum Where bees, striped black and gold, sleep ...
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