Saturday 12 September 2020

Text of the Poem | You're By Sylvia Plath | Eureka Study Aids

1. Clownlike, happiest on your hands, 
2. Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, 
3. Gilled like a fish. A common-sense
4. Thumbs-down on the dodo's mode. 
5. Wrapped up in yourself like a spool, 
6. Trawling your dark as owls do. 
7. Mute as a turnip from the Fourth
8. Of July to All Fools's Day, 
9. O high-riser, my litter loaf. 

10. Vague as fog and looked for like mail. 
11. Farther off than Australia. 
12. Bent-backed Atlas, our traveled prawn. 
13. Snug as a bud and at home
14. Like a sprat in a pickle jug. 
15. A creel of eels, all ripples. 
16. Jumpy as a Mexican bean. 
17. Right, like a well-done sum. 
18. A clean slate, with your own face on. 

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