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Found Poetry 858


our stubborn planet
we dwell on the beyond
an open diary ponderous
full of wonder but murderous
like Mondays
blood diamonds
or eating seconds
language flying in eddies
from a source that spins
in starry forgetfulness
to rest at gravity's headstone

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

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