How many poems have I crafted this month?
Oh boy, I’ve lost count.
It seems splendid, does it not?
Yet my head swirls in a cloud;
for I reckon how
this burst of artistry — it’s a sign,
a clear sign:
I am definitely not fine.
Sylvia Plath
in Poems
How many poems have I crafted this month?
Oh boy, I’ve lost count.
It seems splendid, does it not?
Yet my head swirls in a cloud;
for I reckon how
this burst of artistry — it’s a sign,
a clear sign:
I am definitely not fine.
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