Friday, September 19, 2014

The Rabbit Catcher Comments

Rating: 4.8

It was a place of force—
The wind gagging my mouth with my own blown hair,
Tearing off my voice, and the sea
Blinding me with its lights, the lives of the dead
Unreeling in it, spreading like oil.
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Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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