Friday, September 19, 2014

The Shrike Comments

Rating: 3.8

When night comes black
Such royal dreams beckon this man
As lift him apart
From his earth-wife's side
To wing, sleep-feathered,
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Sylvia Plath
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Bjpafa Meragente 08 November 2020

Recurrent idea, pan-sexuality, That nightlong stole her male That nightlong stole his female That nightlong stole our above all, And we, persistung in a cold slumber, Shattered, little us, too much, individuality. Eluded, sad, blight over our value.

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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

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