Edge
The woman is perfected.
Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment,
Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment,
The illusion of a Greek necessity
Flows in the scrolls of her toga,
Her bare Feet seem to be saying:
We have come so far, it is over.
Sylvia Plath
posted by The Sandmonkey at 7:40 AM
1 Comments:
I. Love. Sylvia. Plath....she is my all time favourite female poet...good on you for including some of her work.
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