Winter Trees
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Winter Trees by Sylvia Plath
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Plath’s poem explores these beautiful “botanical” trees, yet this poem gradually transgresses into a poem of pain and suffering.
The title itself, “Winter Trees”, is cold and uninviting, much like the rest of Plath’s later work.
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The wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve.
On their blotter of fog the trees
Seem a botanical drawing --
Memories growing, ring on ring,
A series of weddings.
Knowing neither abortions nor bitchery,
Truer than women,
They seed so effortlessly!
Tasting the winds, that are footless,
Waist-deep in history --
Full of wings, otherworldliness.
In this, they are Ledas.
O mother of leaves and sweetness
Who are these pietàs?
The shadows of ringdoves chanting, but chasing nothing.