The Companionable Ills by Sylvia Plath
The Companionable Ills by Sylvia Plath

The Companionable Ills

Sylvia Plath * Track #30 On The Colossus and Other Poems

The Companionable Ills Annotated

The nose-end that twitches, the old imperfections—
Tolerable now as moles on the face
Put up with until chagrin gives place
To a wry complaisance—

Dug in first as God’s spurs
To start the spirit out of the mud
It stabled in; long-used, became well-loved
Bedfellows of the spirit’s debauch, fond masters.

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