Friday, September 19, 2014

Witch Burning Comments

Rating: 4.5

In the marketplace they are piling the dry sticks.
A thicket of shadows is a poor coat. I inhabit
The wax image of myself, a doll's body.
Sickness begins here: I am the dartboard for witches.
Only the devil can eat the devil out.
In the month of red leaves I climb to a bed of fire.
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Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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