- Last seen on Feb 5 9:24 PM 2008. Member since April 10, 2006.
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on Winter Trees by Sylvia Plath, on April 10, 2006"The wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve."
they say that when the first line shakes the hell out of you, the poem is made. it shook me nonetheless. jolted me from my all nonchalant mood. powerful.
ending it,
"Who are these pietas?
The shadows of ringdoves chanting, but chasing nothing"
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on Apprehensions by Sylvia Plath, on April 10, 2006wow! intensisty spoken in lines. description after description moving images in colors and gray. i imagine her still in one place looking, just looking and feeling, feeling too intensely.
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on Apprehensions by Sylvia Plath, on April 10, 2006what more than apprehensions?
The piston in motion . . .
My soul dies before it.
And the hooves of the horses,
There merciless churn.
yes. yes. same here, dear sylvia.