Sylvia Plath Quote

Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements.


'Morning Song' (1965)


Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.

Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.

Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.

Love set you going like a fat gold watch. The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry Took its place among the elements.