18 Temmuz 2010 Pazar

Departure by Sylvia Plath

The figs on the fig tree in the yard are green; 
Green, also, the grapes on the green vine 
Shading the brickred porch tiles. 
The money's run out.


How nature, sensing this, compounds her bitters. 
Ungifted, ungrieved, our leavetaking. 
The sun shines on unripe corn. 
Cats play in the stalks.


Retrospect shall not often such penury- 
Sun's brass, the moon's steely patinas, 
The leaden slag of the world- 
But always expose


The scraggy rock spit shielding the town's blue bay 
Against which the brunt of outer sea 
Beats, is brutal endlessly. 
Gull-fouled, a stone hut


Bares its low lintel to corroding weathers: 
Across the jut of ochreous rock 
Goats shamble, morose, rank-haired, 
To lick the sea-salt.

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