Jade --
Stone of the side,
The antagonizedSide of green Adam, I
Smile, cross-legged,
Enigmatical,Shifting my clarities.
So valuable!
How the sun polishes this shoulder!And should
The moon, my
Indefatigable cousinRise, with her cancerous pallors,
Dragging trees --
Little bushy polyps,Little nets,
My visibilities hide.
I gleam like a mirror.At this facet the bridegroom arrives
Lord of the mirrors!
It is himself he guidesIn among these silk
Screens, these rustling appurtenances.
I breathe, and the mouthVeil stirs its curtain
My eye
Veil isA concatenation of rainbows.
I am his.
Even in hisAbsence, I
Revolve in my
Sheath of impossibles,Priceless and quiet
Among these parrakeets, macaws!
O chatterersAttendants of the eyelash!
I shall unloose
One feather, like the peacock.Attendants of the lip!
I shall unloose
One noteShattering
The chandelier
Of air that all day fliesIts crystals
A million ignorants.
Attendants!Attendants!
And at his next step
I shall unlooseI shall unloose --
From the small jeweled
Doll he guards like a heart --The lioness,
The shriek in the bath,
The cloak of holes.
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Sylvia Plath Poetry
PoésieSylvia Plath Poetry is a book filled with the content of Sylvia Plath's poems. Sylvia Plath was an American poet, novelist, and short story writer. Plath's work often was singled out for the intense coupling of its violent or disturbed imagery and...