Wednesday, September 17, 2014

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Once I was ordinary:
Sat by my father's bean tree
Eating the fingers of wisdom.
The birds made milk.
When it thundered I hid under a flat stone.
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Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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