Poems by Sylvia Plath
Watercolor Of Grantchester Meadows
... Arcadian green The blood-berried hawthorn hides its spines with white ...
The Colossus
... Scaling little ladders with glue pots and pails of Lysol ...
A Lesson In Vengeance
... For the relish of heaven, relentless, dousing with prickles ...
Perseus
... Limbs: not a basilisk-blink, nor a double whammy, ...
The Burnt-Out Spa
... I can't tell How long his carcass had foundered under ...
Recantation
... 'Forswear those freezing tricks of sight ...
Two Lovers And A Beachcomber By The Real Sea
... Though the mind like an oyster labors on and on, ...
Lesbos
... The fluorescent light wincing on and off like a terrible migraine, ...
Letter In November
... My Wellingtons Squelching and squelching through the beautiful red ...
Poppies In July
... Flickering like that, wrinkly and clear red, like the skin of a mouth ...
Berck-Plage
... They are handling the black and green lozenges like the parts of a body ...
Poppies In October
... Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly - ...
Crystal Gazer
... At that, Gerd whirls the ball ablaze: 'Rough storm,' she grunts, ' may wreak ...
Mushrooms
... Very quietly Our toes, our noses ...
Gold Mouths Cry
... with sunlight of a thousand years upon his lips ...
