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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

Comment 18 of 18, added on August 3rd, 2014 at 3:58 PM.

AQG79K I truly appreciate this blog post.Thanks Again. Much obliged.

matzcrorkz from Italy
Comment 17 of 18, added on January 6th, 2012 at 12:16 PM.

its all bullshit

yammy from China
Comment 16 of 18, added on April 3rd, 2011 at 6:06 PM.

she never had a still born baby but did have a miscarriage in 1961. this poem was written before that, so it is more of a metaphor for the way she feels about her poetry.

adrienne from United States

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