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Plath,
Sylvia
An American poet, novelist, short story writer, and essayist.. American poet novelist and short story writer; 1982 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry first to receive the honor posthumously
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April 18
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Written by:
Sylvia
Plath
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the slime of all my yesterdays
rots in the hollow of my skull
and if my stomach would contract
because of some explicable phenomenon
such as pregnancy or constipation
I would not remember you
or that because of sleep
infrequent as a moon of greencheese
that because of food
nourishing as violet leaves
that because of these
and in a few fatal yards of grass
in a few spaces of sky and treetops
a future was lost yesterday
as easily and irretrievably
as a tennis ball at twilight
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