Sylvia Plath: Mad Girl's Love Song

Our Keats Party had a small,but enthusiastic turn out. Tasha brought an amazing spinach dip that went over quite well, and my iced chai did not stay on the table long either.
Saturday non-sonnet poem is one of my favorite examples of early 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

This comes a bit late, but I'd also like to recognize Sylvia Plath, the 47th anniversary of her death was on February 11. She's one of my favorite American poets and The Bell Jar changed my life when I read it at age 15. Though I have a huge pile of books to be read, I've been wanting to reread it.
Two of my favorite Plath poems are "Mad Girl's Love Song" and "Death & Co." I highly recommend them. Her poetry in her final volume, Ariel, are disturbing but full of lush imagery. In spite of that, I find their rhythm strangely soothing...