Little poppies, little ...
... flames. Nothing burns.
And it exhausts ...
... Little bloody skirts!
There are fumes ...
... hurt like that!
Or your liquors ...
... But colorless. Colorless.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
The Poem Aloud — Listen to a reading of the poem (and Plath's related poem, "Poppies in October," which appears in the same collection).
Plath's Legacy — Read a New York Times obituary of Plath that discusses her influence.
An Interview with Plath — Listen to an interview that Plath gave in 1962, in the midst of the intensely creative period during which she wrote this poem.
A Brief Biography — Read a short biography of Plath via the Poetry Foundation.
The Sylvia Plath Society — Visit the Sylvia Plath Society to learn more about recent critical work on Plath.