Sylvia Plath

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

Sylvia Plath Poems

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121. Mystic 1/3/2003
122. Natural History 9/19/2014
123. Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss 1/3/2003
124. New Year On Dartmoor 9/19/2014
125. Nick And The Candlestick 1/3/2003
126. Night Shift 1/13/2003
127. Notes To A Neophyte 9/19/2014
128. Ode For Ted 9/19/2014
129. On Deck 9/19/2014
130. On Looking Into The Eyes Of A Demon Lover 1/13/2003
131. On The Difficulty Of Conjuring Up A Dryad 9/19/2014
132. Ouija 9/19/2014
133. Owl 9/19/2014
134. Paralytic 1/3/2003
135. Parliament Hill Fields 9/19/2014
136. Perseus 1/3/2003
137. Pheasant 9/17/2014
138. Poems, Potatoes 1/3/2003
139. Point Shirley 9/19/2014
140. Polly's Tree 1/3/2003
141. Poppies In July 1/1/2004
142. Poppies In October 1/3/2003
143. Private Ground 9/19/2014
144. Prologue To Spring 9/19/2014
145. Prospect 1/3/2003
146. Purdah 1/3/2003
147. Pursuit 1/3/2003
148. Recantation 9/19/2014
149. Resolve 1/3/2003
150. Rhyme 9/17/2014
151. Sculptor 1/3/2003
152. Sheep In Fog 1/3/2003
153. Sleep In The Mojave Desert 1/3/2003
154. Sleepers 1/3/2003
155. Snakecharmer 1/3/2003
156. Soliloquy Of The Solipsist 9/17/2014
157. Song For A Summer's Day 9/19/2014
158. Sonnet : To Eva 9/17/2014
159. Southern Sunrise 1/3/2003
160. Sow 1/3/2003
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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Polly's Tree

A dream tree, Polly's tree:
a thicket of sticks,
each speckled twig

ending in a thin-paned
leaf unlike any
other on it

or in a ghost flower

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