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Sylvia Plath - The Sleepers

No map traces the street
Where those two sleepers are.
We have lost track of it.
They lie as if under water
In a blue, unchanging light,
The French window ajar

Curtained with yellow lace.
Through the narrow crack
Odors of wet earth rise.
The snail leaves a silver track;
Dark thickets hedge the house.
We take a backward look.

Among petals pale as death
And leaves steadfast in shape
They sleep on, mouth to mouth.
A white mist is going up.
The small green nostrils breathe,
And they turn in their sleep.

Ousted from that warm bed
We are a dream they dream.
Their eyelids keep up the shade.
No harm can come to them.
We cast our skins and slide
Into another time.

Added: on March 23rd, 2006 at 10:34 PM | Viewed: 3482 times | Comments and analysis of The Sleepers by Sylvia Plath Comments (1)


The Sleepers - Comments and Information

Poet: Sylvia Plath
Poem: The Sleepers
Volume: The Collected Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1959

Comment 1 of 1, added on March 23rd, 2006 at 10:34 PM.

It's kinda confusing.
the two sleepers must represent some characteristic of a person.

whew!

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