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The smile of iceboxes annihilates me.
Such blue currents in the veins of my loved one!
I hear her great heart purr.

From her lips ampersands and percent signs
Exit like kisses.
It is Monday in her mind: morals

Launder and present themselves.
What am I to make of these contradictions?
I wear white cuffs, I bow.

Is this love then, this red material
Issuing from the steele needle that flies so blindingly?
It will make little dresses and coats,

It will cover a dynasty.
How her body opens and shuts-
A Swiss watch, jeweled in the hinges!

O heart, such disorganization!
The stars are flashing like terrible numerals.
ABC, her eyelids say.

Sylvia Plath

Comments

  • Hege Nolan
    Hege Nolanalmost 3 years ago

    really cool POV.

  • thanks!

    – Ninit K

  • vampvamp
    vampvampover 2 years ago

  • WOW, thank you very much!

    – Ninit K

  • Georgie Hart
    Georgie Hartover 2 years ago


    Love the way the strands of hair dance in the light

  • thanks so much, great news! :)

    – Ninit K

  • vaggypar
    vaggyparover 2 years ago

    Great Work .!!

  • thanks!

    – Ninit K

  • Danica Radman
    Danica Radmanover 2 years ago

    wow!!!!!! glorious!!!!!!!! bravo Ninit

  • vividpeach
    vividpeachover 2 years ago

    Wonderful! VERY evocative!

  • ranjay
    ranjayover 2 years ago

    good job…..

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