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Sylvia's Death / Anne Sexton

Sylvia's Death

Anne Sexton


for Sylvia Plath


O Sylvia, Sylvia,

with a dead box of stones and spoons,

with two children, two meteors

wandering loose in a tiny playroom,

with your mouth into the sheet,

into the roofbeam, into the dumb prayer,

(Sylvia, Sylvia

where did you go