The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.

The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the colour of rust,

Hooves, dolorous bells —-
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,

A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.

They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Sylvia Plath's poem Sheep In Fog


  1. Moe Lesther says:

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  2. Deeyas Dooham says:

    I believe this poem is mouth wateringly engaging and appeals to all audiences who love Sylvia Bath

  3. jane dough says:

    There would be no Heaven without the Father.

  4. Jess says:

    Reflects Plath’s impulse towards death. She is aware of her impending end.

  5. Jesika says:

    one of my favorites by sylvia.i read her work all the time.

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