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  • bir sylvia plath şiiri..

    among orange-tile rooftops
    and chimney pots
    the fen fog slips,
    gray as rats,

    while on spotted branch
    of the sycamore
    two black rooks hunch
    and darkly glare,

    watching for night,
    with absinthe eye
    cocked on the lone, late,
    passer-by.
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