Aftermath
de Sylvia Plath(2005)
1 min lectură
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Compelled by calamity\'s magnet
They loiter and stare as if the house
Burnt-out were theirs, or as if they thought
Some scandal might any minute ooze
From a smoke-choked closet into light;
No deaths, no prodigious injuries
Glut these hunters after an old meat,
Blood-spoor of the austere tragedies.
Mother Medea in a green smock
Moves humbly as any housewife through
Her ruined apartments, taking stock
Of charred shoes, the sodden upholstery:
Cheated of the pyre and the rack,
The crowd sucks her last tear and turns away.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Sylvia Plath
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 88
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 14
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Sylvia Plath. “Aftermath.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/aftermathIntrebari frecvente
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