I Love Sylvia Plath
Today is the day of birth of the great Sylvia Plath,
Here is a poem I wrote for her after visiting her grave.
Did it end
The unrest?
Bone woman
Beneath
Did you ascend
At your best?
Faraway
Released
Buried Deep
Far from home
Alone
Alone
Decomposed
Dirt and bone
Did it defeat
Your endlessness?
Lost soul
Out of reach
Did they keep
Your dying breath?
Taken, shaken
Released
Serenaded by birdsong
In a grave far from home
A foreigner
A disconnect
Back to dust
Are you home?
