I love villanelles

[lauracatherine.livejournal.com]

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 thunder-bird 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.)

Comments

[pyralid.livejournal.com]

Mm-mmm. Me too. I adore a well-done villanelle. They are such remarkable, intricate creations--so hard to do oneself. Thanks so much for posting this one.

[enough-rope.livejournal.com]

thats wonderful