Sylvia Plath

(October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963 / Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts)

Medusa - Poem by Sylvia Plath


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  • Rookie Aurelia Mirn (4/3/2009 11:33:00 AM)

    Off, off, eely tentacle!
    There is nothing between us.'

    powerfull, bloody, and so personal..she knew what she was writting about, and she wrote it in the same unique manner: truly emotionaly.* (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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