night sky a sort carbon paper,Blueblack, much-poked periods starsLetti — Sylvia Plath, Collected Poems

Sylvia Plath The Collected Poems

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The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole— A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.

Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems

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