Cold and Planetary

In the Poet’s Corner of the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City, pause to find Plath’s stone laid bare. Carved upon it is the opening line from her poem, “The Moon and the Yew Tree”:

This is the light of the mind,
Cold and planetary

There will never be a greater statement made in this or any language, for here is an intergalactic declaration of independence.

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