Day 22: 365 “Circle Songs”

Thought I’d shake things up a little tonight and use a poem by Sylvia Plath. ┬áThis one’s called “Mad Girl’s Love Song” and is deliciously dramatic…

“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.)”

 

Definitely listen to this one with headphones…

Circle 22

-Anne-Marie Hildebrandt

One thought on “Day 22: 365 “Circle Songs”

  1. Alison Craig

    This piece made me think of a modern dance I saw years ago called something like “Three Shakespearean Women.” One dancer was Juliet, a teenager in love. I’ve forgotten the second one. The third was Ophelia, and it was a stunning depiction of her descent into madness. This setting of Plath’s poem feels similar – an eerie, disturbing depiction of madness.

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