The Literary World

By Sylvia Plath

Stasis in darkness.

Then the substanceless blue

Pour of tor and distances.

God’s lioness,

How one we grow

Pivot of heels and knees – the furrow

Splits and passes, sister to

The brown arc

Of the neck I cannot catch

Nigger- eye

Berries cast dark

Hooks—

Black sweet blood mouthfuls,

Shadows.

Something else

Hauls me through air—

Thighs, hair,

Flakes from my heels.

White

Godiva, I unpeel—

Dead hands, dead stringencies.

And now I

Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas.

The child`s cry

Melts in the wall

And I

Am the arrow,

The dew that flies

Suicidal, at one with the drive

Into the red

Eye the cauldron of morning.

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