Ariel BY SYLVIA PLATH

♥ Stasis in darkness. Then the substanceless blue
Pour of tor and distances.

God’s lioness,
How one we grow, Pivot of heels and knees!—The furrow

Splits and passes, sister to
The brown arc Of the neck I cannot catch,

Nigger-eye
Berries cast dark
Hooks—

Black sweet blood mouthfuls,
Shadows. Something else

Hauls me through air— Thighs, hair; Flakes from my heels.

White Godiva, I unpeel— Dead hands, dead stringencies.

And now I Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas.
The child’s cry

Melts in the wall.
And I Am the arrow,

The dew that flies Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red

Eye, the cauldron of morning.

♥Sylvia Plath~Ariel