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Balloons Poem by Sylvia Plath


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Balloons Poem by Sylvia Plath

 

Balloons


Since Christmas they have lived with us,
Guileless and clear,
Oval soul-animals,
Taking up half the space,
Moving and rubbing on the silk

Invisible air drifts,
Giving a shriek and pop
When attacked, then scooting to rest, barely trembling.
Yellow cathead, blue fish---
Such queer moons we live with

Instead of dead furniture!
Straw mats, white walls
And these traveling
Globes of thin air, red, green,
Delighting

The heart like wishes or free
Peacocks blessing
Old ground with a feather
Beaten in starry metals.
Your small

Brother is making
His balloon squeak like a cat.
Seeming to see
A funny pink world he might eat on the other side of it,
He bites,

Then sits
Back, fat jug
Contemplating a world clear as water.
A red
Shred in his little fist.
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Thank you for visitingBalloons Poem by Sylvia Plath. We hope you have enjoyed the poetry. You may visit other Sylvia Plath poems here:
Morning Song
The Night Dances
Natural History
Prologue to Spring
Bluebeard
Winter Landscape, with Rooks
The Rival
The Applicant poem by Syvia Plath
Black Pine Tree in an Orange Light
All the Dead Dears

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