Season of tin

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“I can taste the tin of the sky —- the real tin thing.
Winter dawn is the color of metal,
The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves.’’

— From “Waking in Winter,’’ by Massachusetts native Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)

View of  Winthrop, Mass., where Plath lived as a child.

View of Winthrop, Mass., where Plath lived as a child.


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