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
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
#PoetryMatters Day 13: #Tidy - posting a day early since traveling back home to the Emirates.
“What keyhole have we slipped through, what door has shut?“
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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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!
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
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.
(continued 👇)
Plath wrote about her love for her child but the last stanza, though.. 💔
#poetrymatters #child