#Plath
5 poems
- EventSylvia Plath · 1 min read · 242 reads"Back to back. I hear an owl cry From its cold indigo. Intolerable vowels enter my heart."Classics
- Denouement VillanelleSylvia Plath · 1 min read · 194 reads"The telegram says you have gone away And left our bankrupt circus on its own; There is nothing more for me to say."Classics
- Yaddo : The Grand ManorSylvia Plath · 1 min read · 100 reads"Woodsmoke and a distant loudspeaker Filter into this clear Air, and blur."Classics
- The Great CarbuncleSylvia Plath · 1 min read · 146 reads"We came over the moor-top Through air streaming and green-lit, Stone farms foundering in it"Classics
- PheasantStoryMirror Feed · 1 min read · 153 readsI am not mystical: it isn't As if I thought it had a spirit. It is simply in its element.Children
