Found Poetry 564

2/16/21

oceans are mobile with drunkenness
not the one that men own
turning themselves upsidedown
hugging a sliver of wave
everything a mouth of drown
water is wiser
for when it sinks it rises
and finds it natural to reflect the sky

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

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