Perhaps you considered yourself an oracle, Mouthpiece of the dead, or of some god or other.
Thirty years now I have labored
To dredge the silt from your throat.
I am none the wiser.
Thirty years now I have labored
To dredge the silt from your throat.
I am none the wiser.
( Sylvia Plath )
[ Plath: Poems ]
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