Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Goring Comments

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Arena dust rusted by four bulls' blood to a dull redness,
The afternoon at a bad end under the crowd's truculence,
The ritual death each time botched among dropped capes, ill-judged
stabs,
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Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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