Found Poetry 467

12/18/20

better than the best toy
that magical jar, presently full of asteroids
just outside the city you saw a dozen fall rough
infinite capacity so you began to stuff
now jewels sit on the only shelf with no dust

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

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