Thursday, December 02, 2004

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 thunder-bird 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


Now returning to your regularly scheduled hiatus.

2 Comments:

At 9:14 AM, Blogger Lauren said...

Lordisa, I love this poem. The villanelle has been one of my favorite poetic structures for some time. Ever tried to write one? Don't.

 
At 11:17 AM, Blogger Andygrrl said...

It is a phenomenal poem. I'm kind of late to the Plath bandwagon but this one really expresses my situation right now (does anybody quote Plath when they're happy? Is that even possible?). I love villanelles too; the most I can ever manage is a sonnet, but I have crazy daydreams about writing a sestina someday, just to see if I could pull it off.

 

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