Sylvia Plath

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

Sylvia Plath Poems

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
41. Cut 1/3/2003
42. Daddy 1/3/2003
43. Dark House 9/17/2014
44. Dark Wood, Dark Water 9/17/2014
45. Death &Amp; Co. 1/13/2003
46. Denouement Villanelle 9/19/2014
47. Departure 9/19/2014
48. Dialogue Between Ghost And Priest 1/3/2003
49. Dirge For A Joker 9/17/2014
50. Doom Of Exiles 9/17/2014
51. Doomsday 9/17/2014
52. Eavesdropper 9/19/2014
53. Edge 1/3/2003
54. Electra On Azalea Path 1/3/2003
55. Elm 1/3/2003
56. Event 9/17/2014
57. Fable Of The Rhododendron Stealers 9/19/2014
58. Face Lift 9/19/2014
59. Face Lift 1/1/2004
60. Family Reunion 9/19/2014
61. Faun 1/3/2003
62. Female Author 9/17/2014
63. Fever 103 Deg. 1/3/2003
64. Fiesta Melons 1/3/2003
65. Finisterre 9/17/2014
66. Firesong 9/17/2014
67. Flute Notes From A Reedy Pond 9/19/2014
68. For A Fatherless Son 9/17/2014
69. Frog Autumn 3/6/2015
70. Full Fathom Five 1/3/2003
71. Getting There 1/1/2004
72. Gigolo 1/3/2003
73. Goatsucker 1/3/2003
74. Gold Mouths Cry 9/17/2014
75. Green Rock, Winthrop Bay 9/19/2014
76. Gulliver 9/17/2014
77. Hardcastle Crags 9/17/2014
78. Heavy Woman 9/19/2014
79. I Am Vertical 1/3/2003
80. I Want, I Want 9/17/2014
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 ...

Read the full of Cinderella

Balloons

Since Christmas they have lived with us,
Guileless and clear,
Oval soul-animals,
Taking up half the space,
Moving and rubbing on the silk

Invisible air drifts,
Giving a shriek and pop
When attacked, then scooting to rest, barely trembling.

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