Incommunicado
de Sylvia Plath(2005)
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The groundhog on the mountain did not run
But fatly scuttled into the splayed fern
And faced me, back to a ledge of dirt, to rattle
Her sallow rodent teeth like castanets
Against my leaning down, would not exchange
For that wary clatter sound or gesture
Of love : claws braced, at bay, my currency not hers.
Such meetings never occur in marchen
Where love-met groundhogs love one in return,
Where straight talk is the rule, whether warm or hostile,
Which no gruff animal misinterprets.
From what grace am I fallen. Tongues are strange,
Signs say nothing. The falcon who spoke clear
To Canacee cries gibberish to coarsened ears.
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- Autor
- Sylvia Plath
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 109
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 14
- Actualizat
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Sylvia Plath. “Incommunicado.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/incommunicadoIntrebari frecvente
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