Because sometimes music just dosen't do it for me....

I am going to embark on a new journey, Poem of the week, and Poet of the week as well. I have found a new love for poetry, and I really want to share it will you.

I think I have a new obsession Sylvia Plath... She is amazing, I love the poems that she writes, there so deep, so dark, so raw, but the best part is that they are from a womans point of view, and that makes them a lot better.

My new fave poem is Edge, by Slyvia Plath.
This poem is very raw, and very mythical. I think I know where Courtney Love got her writing style, its very much like Sylvia Plath.
The poem edge in my opinion is talking about a woman miscariging, however that interpretation could be totally off, its just how I took it.

Read it for yourself:

The woman is perfected.
Her dead
Body wears the smile of accomplishment,
The illusion of a Greek necessity
Flows in the scrolls of her toga,
Her bare
Feet seem to be saying:
We have come so far, it is over.
Each dead child coiled, a white serpent,
One at each little
Pitcher of milk, now empty.
She has folded
Them back into her body as petals
Of a rose close when the garden
Stiffens and odors bleed
From the sweet, deep throats of the night flower.
The moon has nothing to be sad about,
Staring from her hood of bone.
She is used to this sort of thing.
Her blacks crackle and drag.


Many people would say this poem is fucked up ramblings by a mentally ill woman, but guess what general "healthy" society, without crazy mental woman, poetry would be lifeless and meanless, it would be dead. I personally love this piece of art. HAAAMAZING!!!

PS On a random side note, this Saturday I will be buying tickets to go see Hole at first Ave. I am so beyond happy, I can't believe this is really happening!!