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Sylvia Plath - Edge

The woman is perfected
Her dead

Body wears the smile of accomplishment,
The illusion of a Greek necessity

Flows in the scrolls of her toga,
Her bare

Feet seem to be saying:
We have come so far, it is over.

Each dead child coiled, a white serpent,
One at each little

Pitcher of milk, now empty
She has folded

Them back into her body as petals
Of a rose close when the garden

Stiffens and odors bleed
From the sweet, deep throats of the night flower.

The moon has nothing to be sad about,
Staring from her hood of bone.

She is used to this sort of thing.
Her blacks crackle and drag.

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Poet: Sylvia Plath
Poem: Edge
Volume: The Collected Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1963

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Comment 20 of 21, added on May 9th, 2011 at 9:24 PM.
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Pharmg617902 from United States
Comment 19 of 21, added on June 26th, 2010 at 7:05 AM.

What is death other than the gateway to eternity? Sylvia explained it so well. Edge can be a metaphor for gateway.

Emile Moelich from South Africa

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