I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I fancied you’d return
I grow old and I forget your name.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Stasis in
The substanceless blue
Of distances
Something else
Hauls me through air–
And now I
Melts in
The cauldron of morning.
The Erasure Poem, in response to dVerse Pub Prompt, was created from two poems Mad Girl’s Love Song and Ariel. Both are written by Sylvia Plath. This is a tribute to her on her birthday which is today–27th October.
The last line I had taken a little liberty.
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
(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.)
Mad Girl’s Love Song (1951)
Ariel (1962)
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