Insomniac (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...
Friday, January 22, 2021
Sylvia Plath Poems (121 Poems)
Snakecharmer (Sylvia Plath Poems)
As the gods began one world, and man another, So the snakecharmer begins a snaky sphere With moon-eye, mouth-pipe, He ...
Polly’s Tree (Sylvia Plath Poems)
A dream tree, Polly's tree: a thicket of sticks, each speckled twig ending in a thin-paned leaf unlike any other ...
Child (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing. I want to fill it with color and ducks, The zoo ...
Last Words (Sylvia Plath Poems)
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus With tigery stripes, and a face on it Round ...
Apprehensions (Sylvia Plath Poems)
There is this white wall, above which the sky creates itself -- Infinite, green, utterly untouchable. Angels swim in it, ...
Fiesta Melons (Sylvia Plath Poems)
In Benidorm there are melons, Whole donkey-carts full Of innumerable melons, Ovals and balls, Bright green and thumpable Laced over ...
Frog Autumn (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Summer grows old, cold-blooded mother. The insects are scant, skinny. In these palustral homes we only Croak and wither. Mornings ...
Night Shift (Sylvia Plath Poems)
It was not a heart, beating. That muted boom, that clangor Far off, not blood in the ears Drumming up ...
Full Fathom Five (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Old man, you surface seldom. Then you come in with the tide's coming When seas wash cold, foam- Capped: white ...