Poems by Sylvia Plath
Prospect
... cocked on the lone, late, ...
Balloons
... A funny pink world he might eat on the other side of it, ...
A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem
... where adjectives play croquet with flamingo nouns ...
Frog Autumn
... Summer grows old, cold-blooded mother ...
Denouement Villanelle
... The maestro gives the singing birds their pay ...
Two Campers In Cloud Country
... The polite skies over Boston couldn't possibly accommodate ...
Terminal
... for feast the sweetest meat of hell's chef d' uvres: ...
Morning Song
... Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow ...
Battle-Scene From the Comic Operatic Fantasy The Seafarer
... Gaily, gaily, In his pink plume and armor ...
Ouija
... The glass mouth sucks blooh-heat from my forefinger ...
Family Reunion
... The youngest nephew gives a fretful whine ...
Doom Of Exiles
... Each clock tick consecrates the death of strangers ...
The Ravaged Face
... Past keeping to the house, past all discretion -- ...
In Midas' Country
... The sky's great bell glass and briefly engrave ...
Sleep In The Mojave Desert
... And a dew collect on them, dearer than money, ...
