Crossing the Water
de Sylvia Plath(2005)
1 min lectură
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Black lake, black boat, two black, cut-paper people.
Where do the black trees go that drink here?
Their shadows must cover Canada.
A little light is filtering from the water flowers.
Their leaves do not wish us to hurry:
They are round and flat and full of dark advice.
Cold worlds shake from the oar.
The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.
A snag is lifting a valedictory, pale hand;
Stars open among the lilies.
Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens?
This is the silence of astounded souls.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Sylvia Plath
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 95
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 12
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Sylvia Plath. “Crossing the Water.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/crossing-the-waterIntrebari frecvente
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