Thursday, 2 August 2012

Poem: Mad Girls' 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 arbitary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed 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.)"


I just wanted to share my favourite poem~ do you have a favouite poem/poet? I'd love to know!

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