Poets | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
October 13th, 2015 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 298,706 comments.
Sylvia Plath - The Dead

Revolving in oval loops of solar speed,
Couched in cauls of clay as in holy robes,
Dead men render love and war no heed,
Lulled in the ample womb of the full-tilt globe.

No spiritual Caesars are these dead;
They want no proud paternal kingdom come;
And when at last they blunder into bed
World-wrecked, they seek only oblivion.

Rolled round with goodly loam and cradled deep,
These bone shanks will not wake immaculate
To trumpet-toppling dawn of doomstruck day : 
They loll forever in colossal sleep;
Nor can God's stern, shocked angels cry them up
From their fond, final, infamous decay.

Share |

Added: Feb 21 2003 | Viewed: 218 times | Comments and analysis of The Dead by Sylvia Plath Comments (297)

The Dead - Comments and Information

Poet: Sylvia Plath
Poem: The Dead
Poem of the Day: Mar 31 2012

Comment 297 of 297, added on September 2nd, 2015 at 5:47 AM.

bgORYZ This text is worth everyone as attention. Where can I find out more?

alex crork from El Salvador
Comment 296 of 297, added on August 3rd, 2015 at 11:37 AM.

ZVg8gS I really liked your blog.Much thanks again. Much obliged.

crorkzz from Peru
Comment 295 of 297, added on July 1st, 2015 at 1:17 PM.

MJ6NrW Appreciate you sharing, great blog article.Thanks Again. Really Cool.

crorkz backlinks from Bosnia and Herzegovina

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, The Dead, has received 297 comments. Click here to read them, and perhaps post a comment of your own.

Poem Info

Plath Info
Copyright © 2000-2015 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links