Sheep in Fog
de Sylvia Plath(2005)
1 min lectură
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The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.
The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the colour of rust,
Hooves, dolorous bells -
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,
A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.
They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Sylvia Plath
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 70
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 15
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Sylvia Plath. “Sheep in Fog.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/sheep-in-fogIntrebari frecvente
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