04 January 2010

Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath

"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.)"

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I'm not entirely sure why this poem was circulating in my mind today. However, its truly one of the most beautiful things I've ever read. When I was in high school, I stumbled upon The Bell Jar and immediately began to absorb the writings of Sylvia Plath. And no, I didn't also go out and purchase Smiths records or invest in a stove of my own to off myself (however that does sound like a non artsy way to go - anyway, they only have electric stoves around here). I just think this poem is beautiful and its stuck with me my entire life. I think that someday I'll have it stenciled on a wall in my house. Yes, I like it that much.

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