Plath In A Parallel Universe

REIMAGINING PLATH I have done it once more Twice in every decade I overcome it — A more than bright and smiling, my face Glowing as the full moon My clavicle A paper-thin moment, My hands full of gratitude, shine Cotton soft Feed me a paper, O my lover, Do I write again? — The imagination, the visualisation, the heart? The beating pulse Will never disappear in a lifetime. Forever, forever I shall live The poems galore then shall be In my name on thee And I a timeless soul I am more than a number And like rebirth I have a million lives to come This is the first of firsts What a beginning To start again refreshed What countless souls The angelic crowd...View all