Recantation
de Sylvia Plath(2005)
1 min lectură
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\'Tea leaves I\'ve given up,
And that crooked line
On the queen\'s palm
Is no more my concern.
On my black pilgrimage
This moon-pocked crystal ball
Will break before it help;
Rather than croak out
What\'s to come,
My darling ravens are flown.
\'Forswear those freezing tricks of sight
And all else I\'ve taught
Against the flower in the blood:
Not wealth nor wisdom stands
Above the simple vein,
The straight mouth.
Go to your greenhorn youth
Before time ends
And do good
With your white hands.\"
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- Autor
- Sylvia Plath
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 87
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 20
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Sylvia Plath. “Recantation.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/recantationIntrebari frecvente
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