Sylvia Plath- her voice still echoes around… April 10, 2013anmol Here is my tribute to Sylvia Plath; a villanelle- her voice still echoes around the lone bird, lost in the mirrors of time faded, yet there with a fluttering sound hear, take it in, let it be found moaning in pain, narrating the crime her voice still echoes around her body decaying in the burial ground she is gone, leaving behind her life’s dime faded, yet there with a fluttering sound the years she spent but being bound a prisoner to her own mind’s rime her voice still echoes around leaving nothing behind her, no expound just her work, her prayers, so sublime faded, yet there with a fluttering sound oh Sylvia Plath, you are indeed crowned the queen, amid the humanity’s grime your voice still echoes around faded, yet there with a fluttering sound Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrEmailPinterestRedditPocketMorePrintTelegramLike Loading... Related
Wow, a fantastic tribute, expert execution of a difficult poetic form, as haunting as the poetry of the subject you chose. Bravo, bravo!!! 🙂 🙂 LikeLike Reply April 10, 2013 at 02:51
Very nice tribute, I will have to find out about her now. Best wishes LikeLike Reply April 10, 2013 at 11:14
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Wow, a fantastic tribute, expert execution of a difficult poetic form, as haunting as the poetry of the subject you chose. Bravo, bravo!!! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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Very nice tribute, I will have to find out about her now. Best wishes
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Thank you.. 🙂
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