I would die to see them live... they are rather swoony, no?
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I would die to see them live... they are rather swoony, no?
Even the sun-clouds this morning cannot manage such skirts.
Nor the woman in the ambulance
Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly--
A gift, a love gift
Utterly unasked for
By a sky
Palely and flamily
Igniting its carbon monoxide, by eyes
Dulled to a halt under bowlers.
O my God, what am I
That these late mouths should cry open
In a forest of frost, in a dawn of cornflowers.
- Poppies in October by Sylvia Plath
there was an interview by the nyt i think about this. the dude's interview is loly. hungover for 2 years, it appears
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