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Found Poetry 350


she'll twirl and twirl and shriek
mother nature with her hurricane eye
a slightly slanted rain rorschach blot
hunger-strung with a gloomy tail
a flickering wheel of water
or an anemone of wind
she'll whirl and whirl for a week

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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