Found Poetry 492
12/27/20
enter the estate of the beast run! don't even ask your feet. make streaks! don't stop! a one second pause makes shrieks didn't you notice the silent stone trees? the forms of men, women, and children they take not mere stories or fables, but real truth to shake your daughter? grab her, and head towards the gate! just then the monster starts to wake longing for a race and art to create
This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.
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