Sylvia Plath Quotes

Our kind multiplies: We shall by morning Inherit the earth. Our foot's in the door.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Mushrooms (l. 30-33). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Mushrooms (l. 1-6). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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Bland-mannered, asking Little or nothing. So many of us! So many of us!
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Mushrooms (l. 21-24). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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The blood blooms clean In you, ruby. The pain You wake to is not yours.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Nick and the Candlestick (l. 24-27). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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You are the one Solid the spaces lean on, envious. You are the baby in the barn.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Nick and the Candlestick (l. 37-39). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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Even the newts are white, Those holy Joes. And the fish, the fish— Christ! they are panes of ice.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Nick and the Candlestick (l. 12-15). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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The candle Gulps and recovers its small altitude, Its yellows heaten.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Nick and the Candlestick (l. 17-19). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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Or your liquors seep to me, in this glass capsule, Dulling and stilling. But colourless. Colourless.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Poppies in July (l. 13-15). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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You flicker. I cannot touch you. I put my hands among the flames. Nothing burns. And it exhausts me to watch you Flickering like that, wrinkly and clear red, like the skin of a mouth.
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Poppies in July (l. 3-6). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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the woman in the ambulance Whose red heart blooms through her coat so astoundingly—
Sylvia Plath (1932-1963), U.S. poet. Poppies in October (l. 2-3). . . The Collected Poems [Sylvia Plath]. Ted Hughes, ed. (1981) HarperCollins.
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