Sylvia Plath

Illustrated by: Cindy Wume

A Tank Bed’s got cranks
And wheels and cogs
And levers to pull
If you’re stuck in bogs.

Or a Jet-Propelled Bed
For visiting Mars
With mosquito nets
For the shooting stars.


Beds come in all shapes and sizes, and need not be boring beds at all . . . There are submarine beds, for nosing through water like a sardine, beds for fishing, and jet-propelled beds that take you all the way to the stars.

The perfect bedtime read, playful and comforting, the poem demonstrates Plath's eye for imagery and arresting language and is exquisitely illustrated in full colour throughout.