Found Poetry 831

11/30/21

such coldness
exclamation in metal
a half dollar soap bubble
echoes, a chain
wood smoke with no wood
the body wept
screaming angles
we slipped

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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