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.
121. I Want, I Want 9/17/2014
122. A Winter Ship 9/17/2014
123. Burning The Letters 9/17/2014
124. The Trial Of A Man 9/19/2014
125. Miss Drake Proceeds To Supper 9/19/2014
126. Candles 9/17/2014
127. The Jailer 9/19/2014
128. All The Dead Dears 9/17/2014
129. Metaphors 9/19/2014
130. Love Is A Parallax 9/17/2014
131. Sculptor 1/3/2003
132. Winter Landscape, With Rooks 1/13/2003
133. Prospect 1/3/2003
134. Landowners 1/3/2003
135. The Bull Of Bendylaw 1/3/2003
136. Lyonnesse 1/1/2004
137. Wintering 1/3/2003
138. Purdah 1/3/2003
139. The Couriers 1/3/2003
140. Strumpet Song 1/3/2003
141. Two Sisters Of Persephone 1/3/2003
142. Virgin In A Tree 1/3/2003
143. Two Campers In Cloud Country 1/3/2003
144. Nick And The Candlestick 1/3/2003
145. The Other Two 1/3/2003
146. Resolve 1/3/2003
147. Polly's Tree 1/3/2003
148. Goatsucker 1/3/2003
149. Two Views Of A Cadaver Room 1/3/2003
150. The Queen's Complaint 1/3/2003
151. Totem 1/3/2003
152. Sleep In The Mojave Desert 1/3/2003
153. The Sleepers 1/13/2003
154. Tale Of A Tub 1/3/2003
155. The Munich Mannequins 1/3/2003
156. The Manor Garden 12/22/2003
157. Faun 1/3/2003
158. The Swarm 1/3/2003
159. Vanity Fair 1/1/2004
160. The Thin People 1/3/2003

Comments about Sylvia Plath

  • Kimberly Kastner (4/22/2006 2:24:00 PM)

    I recently bought a book of her collected poems. My favorites are 'Southern Sunrise, ' 'Soliloquy Of The Sollipsist, ' 'Cinderella, ' and 'April Aubade.'

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  • funky town (5/11/2005 4:04:00 PM)

    i love the story of cinderella and this poem really goes in depth to what the charicters may have been feeling.....i loved it.

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

Sheep In Fog

The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the colour of rust,

Hooves, dolorous bells -

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