All The Worlds A Page | Mad Girl's Love Song - Sylvia Plath @alltheworldsapage1447 | Uploaded June 2017 | Updated October 2024, 1 hour ago.
Because we all need a little more Plath in our lives.

Mad Girl’s Love Song
Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

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.)

I own nothing and am not profiting from this video. I am merely trying to call attention to some of Plath's earlier poems that didn't make it into any of her published works.