The Moon and the Yew Tree : Sylvia Plath : : Moon Poems : :

The Moon and the Yew Tree : : By Sylvia Plath ( ) This is the light of the mind, cold and planetaryThe trees of the mind are black. The light is blue.The grasses unload their griefs on my feet as if I were GodPrickling my ankles and murmuring of their humilityFumy, spiritous mists inhabitContinue reading “The Moon and the Yew Tree : Sylvia Plath : : Moon Poems : :”

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