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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPITE-HOMAGE TO SYLVIA PLATH, by LYNN EMANUEL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I stamped my feet and shook my fist and wept Last Line: Taking everything into its bog, its tar pit, into the locked box of unbeing Subject(s): Plath, Sylvia (1932-1963) | |||
View Poem Text | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DREAM SONGS: 172 by JOHN BERRYMAN THE BABYSITTERS by SYLVIA PLATH UPON LOOKING INTO SYLVIA PLATH'S LETTERS HOME by JOHN UPDIKE THE FEMALE SEER WILL BURN UPON THIS PYRE by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER SAD BOY'S SAD BOY by CHARLES BERNSTEIN COTTAGE STREET, 1953 by RICHARD WILBUR NOTHING WILL CURE THE SICK LION BUT TO EAT AN APE' by MARIANNE MOORE |
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