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Poet: Sylvia Plath
Poem: Winter Trees
Volume: The Collected Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1962
Comment 4 of 4, added on April 18th, 2006 at 6:54 PM.
blurry winter morning, it's all surreal, but here we are, alive in woman - human bodies. feeling footless, able to fly by watching birds calling through the picture of cold. a rereadable and vivid poem.
sandil from Canada
Comment 3 of 4, added on January 4th, 2006 at 5:19 PM.
This is the first Plath poem I ever read, and the morbidity of it is very beautiful in a haunting kind of way. She seems to curse her womanhood...I can identify with that feeling.
Nicole from United States
Comment 2 of 4, added on September 25th, 2004 at 3:19 PM.
this poem, like all of her others, just gives me such a deep haunting feeling. through her words you feel something in a way that only sylvia seems to do. it's like seeing things through her eyes.
Katelyn from Canada
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blurry winter morning, it's all surreal, but here we are, alive in woman - human bodies. feeling footless, able to fly by watching birds calling through the picture of cold. a rereadable and vivid poem.
sandil from Canada