I had already decided to do one of my favorite poets ever -- but particularly in High School and college -- when I saw Big A little a's choice and I had to chuckle. Kelly picked Ted Hughes; while I had already decided to do Sylvia Plath.
I'm going with one of the early poems:
Mad Girl's Love Song
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.
The rest of the poem is here.
Other Poetry Friday contributions: Farm School; Jen Robinson; A Fuse #8 Production; Little Willow.