Mad Girl's Love Song - Plath

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 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
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Holy freaking crap.  And then I found this.  O_o   The middle two stanzas...that image... ("I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed....  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've been sitting here for about five minutes trying to think of something to say about it to describe its power.  I'm just going to leave that to speak for itself because I mean...damn...


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Upon further reflection....maybe I will just add one tiny thing...sign me up for just a wee taste of the "[sing] me moonstruck and kiss me quite insane" bit.  I think I could do with a touch of that.   Maybe more than a touch.  Maybe like a full course of study.  You can keep the inevitable Plathian tragedy at the end for yourself, though.