Sylvia Plath

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

Sylvia Plath Poems

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201. The Net-Menders 9/19/2014
202. The Night Dances 1/3/2003
203. The Other 1/13/2003
204. The Other Two 1/3/2003
205. The Princess And The Goblins 12/28/2015
206. The Queen's Complaint 1/3/2003
207. The Rabbit Catcher 9/19/2014
208. The Ravaged Face 9/19/2014
209. The Rival 1/3/2003
210. The Shrike 9/19/2014
211. The Sleepers 9/19/2014
212. The Sleepers 1/13/2003
213. The Snowman On The Moor 9/19/2014
214. The Stones 9/19/2014
215. The Surgeon At 2 A.M. 9/19/2014
216. The Swarm 1/3/2003
217. The Thin People 1/3/2003
218. The Times Are Tidy 9/19/2014
219. The Tour 9/19/2014
220. The Trial Of A Man 9/19/2014
221. Three Women 1/3/2003
222. To A Jilted Lover 9/17/2014
223. To Eva Descending The Stair 9/17/2014
224. Totem 1/3/2003
225. Touch-And-Go 9/17/2014
226. Tulips 1/3/2003
227. Two Campers In Cloud Country 1/3/2003
228. Two Sisters Of Persephone 1/3/2003
229. Two Views Of A Cadaver Room 1/3/2003
230. Vanity Fair 1/1/2004
231. Verbal Calisthenics 9/17/2014
232. Virgin In A Tree 1/3/2003
233. Waking In Winter 9/19/2014
234. Watercolor Of Grantchester Meadows 9/19/2014
235. Whitsun 9/19/2014
236. Who 9/19/2014
237. Widow 9/19/2014
238. Winter Landscape, With Rooks 1/13/2003
239. Winter Trees 1/3/2003
240. Wintering 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 ...

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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