So what use was poetry
to a white empty house?

Wolf, swan, hare,
in by the fire.

And when your tree
crashed through your house,

what use then
was all your power?

It was the use of you.
It was the flower.

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Poet: Jean Valentine
Poem: To Plath, To Sexton
Volume: The River At Wolf
Year: Published/Written in 1992
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