Fractured pillars frame prospects of rock;
While you stand heroic in coat and tie, I sit
Composed in Grecian tunic and pysche-knot,
Rooted to your black look, the play turned tragic:
Which such blight wrought on our bankrupt estate.
What ceremony of words can patch the havoc?
Conversation among the Ruins
Sylvia Plath
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