She has folded them back into her body

as petals of a rose close

when the garden stiffens and odours bleed

from the sweet,

deep throats of the night flower.

The moon has nothing to be sad about,

staring from her hood of bone.

– Sylvia Plath – Ariel

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead

I lift my lids and all is born again

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red

I think I made you up inside my head

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed

and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead

I think I made you up inside my head

I fancied you’d return the way you said

but I grow old and I forget your name

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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Carol Anne McGowan – Mad Girl’s Love Song

Ph : Arkadiy Kurta