Kindness by Sylvia Plath Kindness glides about my house.Dame Kindness, she is so nice!The blue and red jewels of her rings smokeIn the windows, the mirrorsAre filling with smiles. What is so real as the cry of a child…
Light, oh where is the light?Kindle it with the burning fire of desire! There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame—is such thy fate, my heart?Ah, death were better by far for thee! Misery knocks at thy door,and …
Last Words by Sylvia Plath I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagusWith tigery stripes, and a face on itRound as the moon, to stare up.I want to be looking at them when they comePicking among the dumb minerals,…
Lenore by Edgar Allan Poe Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore!See! on yon …
Love in the Asylum by Dylan Thomas A stranger has comeTo share my room in the house not right in the head,A girl mad as birds Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume.Strait in the mazed bedShe deludes the…
Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray,And when I cross’d the Wild,I chanc’d to see at break of dayThe solitary Child. No Mate, no comrade Lucy knew;She dwelt on a wild Moor,The sweetest Thing that ever grewBeside a human door!…