TITLE

For a Fatherless Son

AUTHOR(S)
Plath, Sylvia
PUB. DATE
March 1971
SOURCE
New Yorker;3/6/1971, Vol. 47 Issue 3, p37
SOURCE TYPE
Periodical
DOC. TYPE
Poem
ABSTRACT
The article presents the poem "For A Fatherless Son," by Sylvia Plath. First Line: You will be aware of an absence, presently, Last Line: Till then your smiles are found money.
ACCESSION #
19370918

 

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