Black Rook in Rainy Weather
*****
A certain minor light may still
Leap incandescent
Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then--
*****
... I only know that a rook
Ordering its black feathers can so shine
As to seize me senses, haul
My eyelids up, and grant
A brief respite from fear
Of total neutrality.
*****
... Miracles occur,
if you care to call those spasmodic
Tricks of radiance miracles. The wait's begun again,
The long wait for the angel,
For that rare, random descent.
Plath, Sylvia. "Black Rook in Rainy Weather." The Columbia Granger's World of Poetry. January 29, 2007. http://www.columbiagrangers.org.
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