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August 26, 2010

Sylvia Plath= a great poet, for. sure.


Mad Girl's Love Song



"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"



-Sylvia Plath


Here's a Villanelle of my own:


Out of Breath




I drowned myself in the river today
You will deny the fact, I know
I lost my life; I am back to clay

It is too late to make me stay
Truth is venom, it hurts to show
I drowned myself in the river today

I happened when I tore myself away
Alone, I sank in the water slow
I lost my life; I am back to clay

I antecede the mourning fray
Your raison d'ĂȘtre was I, your beau
I drowned myself in the river today

Casket, tears, and a fair bouquet
You groan and weep and wail in woe
I lost my life; I am back to clay

Through the window shade I stream rays
You sit alone with a glass of bordeaux
I drowned myself in the river today
I lost my life; I am back to clay


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