Mad Girl’s Love Song
by Jacqueline Winter Thomas
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, Mad Girl’s Love Song, 1951
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This poem is now my favorite! I learned to repeat words in my poems because of this gal
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Just beautiful…stop by and support Ms. Beverly Penn. She has magnificent talent.
Excellent write. Enjoyed reading.
cool, and such a wild photograph I haven’t see/ thanx