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The Surgeon At 2 A.M. by Sylvia Plath - Famous poems, famous poets. - All Poetry Edit Report Content Ignore User Add to New List Add to list Sylvia Plath Follow The Surgeon At 2 A.M. The white light is artificial, and hygienic as heaven. The microbes cannot survive it. They are departing in their transparent garments, turned aside From the scalpels and the rubber hands. The scalded sheet is a snowfield, frozen and peaceful. The body under it is in my hands. As usual there is no face. A lump of Chinese white With seven holes thumbed in. The soul is another light. I have not seen it; it does not

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