The terrible wind tries his breathing. The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.


Collected Poems, Mong the Narcissi, Faber & Faber Ltd. 1981

Sylvia Plath Quotes

The terrible wind tries his breathing. The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.

The terrible wind tries his breathing. The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.

The terrible wind tries his breathing. The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.

The terrible wind tries his breathing. The narcissi look up like children, quickly and whitely.