Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath

Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

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I found this collection to be so moving. Sylvia Plath is one of my favorite authors and there werenso many poems that touched me in this collection. Highly recommend this one. #poetrymatters

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Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

#PoetryMatters Day 13: #Tidy - posting a day early since traveling back home to the Emirates.

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#PoetryMatters Day 17: #Sorcerer

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#PoetryMatters Day 18: #Passage

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Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

“What keyhole have we slipped through, what door has shut?“

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TK-421

Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

Now this particular girl
During a ceremonious April #walk
With her latest suitor
Found herself, of a sudden, intolerably struck
By the birds' irregular babel
And the leaves' litter.

By this tumult afflicted, she
Observed her lover's gestures unbalance the air,
His gait stray uneven
Through a rank wilderness of fern and flower;
She judged petals in disarray,
The whole season, sloven.
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TK-421 Read the whole poem in this article: https://www.brainpickings.org/2016/04/27/sylvia-plath-reads-spinster/ 5y

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Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

Google searches crack me up... looking up what was going on with Sylvia in 1956 because one poem struck me and this is came up as a question other people ask. 😂 I'm not laughing at what happened, just the blunt way that question was posed!

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TK-421

Selected Poems of Sylvia Plath | Sylvia Plath

The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,
Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars
Letting in the light, peephole after peephole ---
A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.
Under the eyes of the stars and the moon's rictus
He suffers his desert pillow, sleeplessness
Stretching its fine, irritating sand in all directions.

from Insomia by Sylvia Plath #Sky #QuotsyJuly19

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Cathythoughts This is lovely, I will need to read it a few times ... ♥️ 5y

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TK-421

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Mirror by Sylvia Plath

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful ‚
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.

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TK-421 Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish. 5y

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