Sylvia Plath: her breath sulphurous

The Sylvia Plath workshop prompts can be found here. From all our free writing we each pulled a line to make a group piece…

Haikube poem by Mel Rees for warm up:



Group Poem from the Sylvia Plath workshop:

Greyness doesn’t seem so grey when it is as beautiful as this

A lonely grey pebble more simple than a stanza

She counts out the number of pills it would take to make her breath sulphurous

Mirrors sing of fish and men, bones collecting in the bottom of the lake

She travels through night terrors anchored to the moon

Freedom seemed to be suffocated beneath the stars

Bone stretchen, softening its hinges

The moon swings gravely across the sky, like a pendulum

In order of appearance: Harriet, Kieron, Mel Rees, Becca Audra, Anna P, Rob, Maya Chowdhry, Steph Pike.

Thanks all who came and contributed. Find group poem in response to Anne Sexton’s work here.



The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

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Posted in Anna Percy, BeccaAudra, Feminist thinking, Guest Poet, Poetry Scrawls

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The Stirred team at Reclaim the Night Manchester 2015
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