DPF / Plath

For an almost happy poem, a wishful, wistful poem, from the 1972 Harper & Row first edition of Winter Trees.

from Child / by Sylvia Plath

Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.
I want to fill it with colors and ducks,
The zoo of the new

Whose names you meditate —
April snowdrop, Indian pipe,
Little

Stalk

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