Carol Ann Duffy
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09.09 Leo Tolstoy
We don’t earn our faces. We don’t choose our symmetry, our hair, our height, our bone structure. Yet somehow we can end up treating the result as though it tells us something about character.
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Sylvia Plath – Spinster
in PoetryThis final stanza is horribly defensive with its ‘barb and check’. Suddenly we’re in a war-zone, under attack, fighting for our lives.
