Monthly Archives: January 2015

Sylvia Plath: On The Difficulty Of Conjuring Up A Dryad

Posted on 8 January 2015 by xineann

Ravening through the persistent bric-à-brac Of blunt pencils, rose-sprigged coffee cup, Postage stamps, stacked books’ clamor and yawp, Neighborhood cockcrow—all nature’s prodigal backtalk, The vaunting mind Snubs impromptu spiels of wind And wrestles to impose Its own order on what … Continue reading →

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