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Sylvia Plath - Stillborn

These poems do not live: it's a sad diagnosis.
They grew their toes and fingers well enough,
Their little foreheads bulged with concentration.
If they missed out on walking about like people
It wasn't for any lack of mother-love.

O I cannot explain what happened to them!
They are proper in shape and number and every part.
They sit so nicely in the pickling fluid!
They smile and smile and smile at me.
And still the lungs won't fill and the heart won't start.

They are not pigs, they are not even fish,
Though they have a piggy and a fishy air --
It would be better if they were alive, and that's what they were.
But they are dead, and their mother near dead with distraction,
And they stupidly stare and do not speak of her.

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Poet: Sylvia Plath
Poem: Stillborn
Volume: The Collected Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1960
Poem of the Day: Nov 30 2015

Comment 62 of 62, added on January 31st, 2017 at 4:29 PM.

W8BMvA Thanks-a-mundo for the blog article.Really looking forward to read more. Keep writing.

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Comment 61 of 62, added on January 31st, 2017 at 12:58 PM.

uhlEYT Thank you ever so for you blog article.Much thanks again. Keep writing.

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Comment 60 of 62, added on November 27th, 2016 at 2:45 AM.

jucpaP You know so much its almost tough to argue with you (not that I personally

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