Sylvia Plath

Sylvia Plath Poems

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Poppies in July

by Sylvia Plath

‘Poppies in July’ by Sylvia Plath is a personal poem about the poet’s emotional experience. It details her mental state after learning about her husband’s affairs

Little poppies, little hell flames,

Do you do no harm?

You flicker.  I cannot touch you.

I put my hands among the flames.  Nothing burns

Sheep In Fog

by Sylvia Plath

The poem ‘Sheep In Fog’ describes Sylvia Plath’s feelings of anxiety, uncertainty, helplessness, and depression.

The hills step off into whiteness.

People or stars

Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

Stars Over the Dordogne

by Sylvia Plath

‘Stars Over the Dordogne’ by Sylvia Plath is a personal, confessional poem. It provides the reader insight into the poet’s battle with depression.

Stars are dropping thick as stones into the twiggy

Picket of trees whose silhouette is darker

Than the dark of the sky because it is quite starless.

The woods are a well. The stars drop silently.

The Arrival of the Bee Box

by Sylvia Plath

‘The Arrival of the Bee Box’ by Sylvia Plath depicts a speaker’s chaotic mind. The poet uses the bee box to represent how confined the speaker feels and the bees as a demonstration of her thought patterns.

They might ignore me immediately

In my moon suit and funeral veil.

I am no source of honey

So why should they turn on me?

The Colossus

by Sylvia Plath

‘The Colossus’ by Sylvia Plath explores the poet’s relationship with her father. Through incredibly original imagery, her father is depicted as a fallen statue and her as his keeper.

I shall never get you put together entirely,

Pieced, glued, and properly jointed.

Mule-bray, pig-grunt and bawdy cackles

Proceed from your great lips.

The Night Dances

by Sylvia Plath

In ‘The Night Dances’, Plath reflects on the fleeting human experience and the inevitability of death and emptiness.

A smile fell in the grass.



And how will your night dances

Lose themselves. In mathematics?

The Times are Tidy

by Sylvia Plath

‘The Times are Tidy’ by Sylvia Plath is a poem about the past and present. The speaker expresses her dissatisfaction with society.

Unlucky the hero born

In this province of the stuck record

Where the most watchful cooks go jobless

And the mayor's rôtisserie turns

To Time

by Sylvia Plath

‘To Time’ by Sylvia Plath explores the meaning of time. It depicts time as a machine that moves through history, depleting it of all purpose.

Today we move in jade and cease with garnet

Amid the ticking jeweled clocks that mark

Our years. Death comes in a casual steel car, yet

We vaunt our days in neon and scorn the dark.


by Sylvia Plath

‘You’re’ by Sylvia Plath is an ode to an unborn child. It explores the speaker’s expectations of motherhood and what emotions she’s going to feel.

Clownlike, happiest on your hands,

Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled,

Gilled like a fish. A common-sense

Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode.

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