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Julie Stenseth siterer The Collected Poems av Sylvia Plath
23:09, 24. september 2018 Ingen har det som favoritt.
She has folded
Them back into her body as petals
Of a rose close when the garden
Stiffens and odors bleed
From the sweet, deep throats of the night flower.
Julie Stenseth siterer The Collected Poems av Sylvia Plath
22:58, 24. september 2018 2 har det som favoritt.
The heart shuts,
The sea slides back,
The mirrors are sheeted.
Julie Stenseth siterer The Collected Poems av Sylvia Plath
22:04, 23. september 2018* Ingen har det som favoritt.
I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You --
Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Julie Stenseth siterer The Collected Poems av Sylvia Plath
19:19, 22. september 2018 Ingen har det som favoritt.
Hooves, dolorous bells -
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,
A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.
Julie Stenseth siterer The Collected Poems av Sylvia Plath
22:23, 21. september 2018* Ingen har det som favoritt.
Words
Axes
After whose stroke the wood rings,
And the echoes!
Echoes traveling
Off from the center like horses.
The sap
Wells like tears, like the
Water striving
To re-establish its mirror
Over the rock
That drops and turns,
A white skull,
Eaten by weedy greens.
Years later I
Encounter them on the road----
Words dry and riderless,
The indefatigable hoof-taps.
While
From the bottom of the pool, fixed stars
Govern a life.
Sist sett
