February 2012
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“The Moon and the Yew Tree” Sylvia Plath
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary.
The trees of the mind are black. The light is blue. The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were God, Prickling my ankles and murmuring of their humility Fumy, spiritous mists inhabit this place Separated from my house by a row of headstones. I simply cannot see where there is to...
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January 2012
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December 2011
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