Backward we traveled to reclaim the day
Before we fell, like Icarus, undone;
All we find are altars in decay
And profane words scrawled black across the sun.
--From the poem "Doom of the Exiles", written 16 April 1954
Before we fell, like Icarus, undone;
All we find are altars in decay
And profane words scrawled black across the sun.
--From the poem "Doom of the Exiles", written 16 April 1954
( Sylvia Plath )
[ The Collected Poems ]
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