Poem On Your Blog Day
Eh why not....
Just found out about this idea for posting about a favorite poem on your blog today as the last day of National Poetry Month.
One of my favorites has always been "Sheep In Fog" by Sylvia Plath:
The hills step off into whiteness.
People or stars
Regard me sadly, I disappoint them.The train leaves a line of breath.
O slow
Horse the color of rust,Hooves, dolorous bells----
All morning the
Morning has been blackening,A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my heart.They threaten
To let me through to a heaven
Starless and fatherless, a dark water.
It's not very long. This poem has always resonanted with me on a personal level, however I can see that it may not be everyone's cup of tea :-) I love the images and ideas throughout - "rust" horse, blackening morning, stars, flower, bones....
I've got a copy of this poem on my Neurotic Poets web site, along with Plath's biography, if you're interested in reading more.
All these associations are speaking the same old story of finding the eternal life in the temporal.
That's the problem of our existence, you might say, to read through our temporal experience
the eternal life that we are experiencing.
