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Sunday, October 01, 2006

Ariel, one of my favourite poetry compilations, is the perfect companion for night train rides. here is a poem for you. a write that always makes me smile and dream.

The Night Dances
by Sylvia Plath

A smile fell in the grass.
Irretrievable!

And how will your night dances
Lose themselves. In mathematics?

Such pure leaps and spirals -
Surely they travel

The world forever, I shall not entirely
Sit emptied of beauties, the gift

Of your small breath, the drenched grass
Smell of your sleeps, lilies, lilies.

Their flesh bears no relation.
Cold folds of ego, the calla,

And the tiger embelleshing itself -
Spots, and a spread of hot petals.


The comets
Have such space to cross,

Such coldness, forgetfulness.
So your gestures flake off -

Warm and human, then their pink light
Bleeding and peeling

Through the black amnesias of heaven.
Why am I given

These lamps, these planets
Falling like blessings, like flakes

Six-sided, white
On my eyes, my lips, my hair

Touching and melting.
Nowhere.
Posted by NHJ 10/01/2006 12:22:00 am