Face Lift Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCDEFA GHIJIKLG MNOPOQRS OPTUVWXOYou bring me good news from the clinic | A |
Whipping off your silk scarf exhibiting the tight white | B |
Mummy cloths smiling I'm all right | B |
When I was nine a lime green anesthetist | C |
Fed me banana gas through a frog mask The nauseous vault | D |
Boomed with bad dreams and the Jovian voices of surgeons | E |
Then mother swam up holding a tin basin | F |
O I was sick | A |
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They've changed all that Traveling | G |
Nude as Cleopatra in my well boiled hospital shift | H |
Fizzy with sedatives and unusually humorous | I |
I roll to an anteroom where a kind man | J |
Fists my fingers for me He makes me feel something precious | I |
Is leaking from the finger vents At the count of two | K |
Darkness wipes me out like chalk on a blackboard | L |
I don't know a thing | G |
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For five days I lie in secret | M |
Tapped like a cask the years draining into my pillow | N |
Even my best friend thinks I'm in the country | O |
Skin doesn't have roots it peels away easy as paper | P |
When I grin the stitches tauten I grow backward I'm twenty | O |
Broody and in long skirts on my first husband's sofa my fingers | Q |
Buried in the lambswool of the dead poodle | R |
I hadn't a cat yet | S |
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Now she's done for the dewlapped lady | O |
I watched settle line by line in my mirror | P |
Old sock face sagged on a darning egg | T |
They've trapped her in some laboratory jar | U |
Let her die there or wither incessantly for the next fifty years | V |
Nodding and rocking and fingering her thin hair | W |
Mother to myself I wake swaddled in gauze | X |
Pink and smooth as a baby | O |
Sylvia Plath
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