Sheep in Fog

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Sylvia Plath - Non-Music, Poetry (Literature)

Sheep in Fog

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The hills step off into whiteness. People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them. The train leaves a line of breath. O slow Horse the color of rust, Hooves, dolorous bells-- All morning the Morning has been blackening, A flower left out. My bones hold a stillness, the far Fields melt my heart. They threaten To let me through to a heaven Starless and fatherless, a dark water.

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  • Sylvia Plath