Sylvia Plath Quotes

O love, O celibate.Nobody but meWalks the waist high wet.The irreplaceableGolds bleed and deepen, the mouths of Thermopylae.

O love, O celibate.
Nobody but me
Walks the waist high wet.
The irreplaceable
Golds bleed and deepen, the mouths of Thermopylae. (Sylvia Plath)