Sylvia Plath

• ”Little poppies, little hell flames” - Poppies in July
• “I put my hands among the flames. Nothing burns“ - Poppies in July
• “Flickering like that, wrinkly and clear red, like the skin of a mouth” - Poppies in July
• “Little bloody skirts!” - Poppies in July
• “Where are your opiates, your nauseous capsules?” - Poppies in July
• “If I could bleed, or sleep!” - Poppies in July
• “If my mouth could marry a hurt like that!” - Poppies in July
• “glass capsule“ - Poppies in July 


  Referring to isolation
• “Dulling and stilling” - Poppies in July
• “But colourless, Colourless” - Poppies in July
• “Love set you going like a fat gold watch” - Morning Song
• “New statue” - Morning Song
• “your nakedness Shadows our safety” - Morning Song
• “We stand round blankly as walls” - Morning Song
• “I'm no more your mother

  Than the cloud that distills a mirror to reflect its own slow” - Morning Song
• “cow-heavy and floral“ - Morning Song
• “The clear vowels rise like balloons.“ - Morning Song
• “I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.” - Mirror
• “The eye of a little god” - Mirror
• “Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me” - Mirror
• “She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands“ - Mirror
• “In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish” - Mirror
• “Your clear eye is the one absolutely beautiful thing.“ - Child
• “I want to fill it with color and ducks, The zoo of the new” - Child
• “April snowdrop, Indian pipe” - Child
• “Stalk without wrinkle” - Child
• “Should be grand and classical” - Child
• “Not this troublous

  Wringing of hands” - Child
• “this dark Ceiling without a star.” - Child