Sylvia Plath

(October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963 / Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts)

Sylvia Plath Poems

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1. Circus in Three Rings 8/29/2016
2. Yaddo : The Grand Manor 9/19/2014
3. New Year On Dartmoor 9/19/2014
4. Incommunicado 9/19/2014
5. Whitsun 9/19/2014
6. Mussel Hunter At Rock Harbor 9/19/2014
7. Brasilia 9/19/2014
8. Event 9/17/2014
9. Yadwigha, On A Red Couch, Among Lillies 9/17/2014
10. Letter To A Purist 9/19/2014
11. 'Célibataire' 9/19/2014
12. Flute Notes From A Reedy Pond 9/19/2014
13. Bluebeard 9/17/2014
14. Battle-Scene From The Comic Operatic Fantasy The Seafarer 9/19/2014
15. The Net-Menders 9/19/2014
16. Denouement Villanelle 9/19/2014
17. The Trial Of A Man 9/19/2014
18. Alicante Lullaby 9/17/2014
19. Aquatic Nocturne 9/17/2014
20. Fable Of The Rhododendron Stealers 9/19/2014
21. Departure 9/19/2014
22. April Aubade 9/17/2014
23. A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem 9/17/2014
24. Blue Moles 9/17/2014
25. Pheasant 9/17/2014
26. Notes To A Neophyte 9/19/2014
27. The Great Carbuncle 9/19/2014
28. Crystal Gazer 9/19/2014
29. In Midas' Country 9/19/2014
30. The Tour 9/19/2014
31. To Eva Descending The Stair 9/17/2014
32. Doomsday 9/17/2014
33. The Detective 9/19/2014
34. Frog Autumn 3/6/2015
35. Green Rock, Winthrop Bay 9/19/2014
36. Parliament Hill Fields 9/19/2014
37. Firesong 9/17/2014
38. Verbal Calisthenics 9/17/2014
39. Memoirs Of A Spinach-Picker 9/19/2014
40. Channel Crossing 9/19/2014
Best Poem of Sylvia Plath

Cinderella

The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels,
Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan
Of silver as the rondo slows; now reels
Begin on tilted violins to span

The whole revolving tall glass palace hall
Where guests slide gliding into light like wine;
Rose candles flicker on the lilac wall
Reflecting in a million flagons' shine,

And glided couples all in whirling trance
Follow holiday revel begun long since,
Until near twelve the strange girl all at once
Guilt-stricken halts, pales, clings to the prince

As amid the hectic music and cocktail ...

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Spider

Anansi, black busybody of the folktales,
You scuttle out on impulse
Blunt in self-interest
As a sledge hammer, as a man's bunched fist,
Yet of devils the cleverest
To get your carousals told:
You spun the cosmic web: you squint from center field.

Last summer I came upon your Spanish cousin,

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