Tuesday, October 28, 2014

28 October Octopowrimo

A Day after Sylvia Plath's Birthday

You felt the men in your life let you down;
in some ways you were right
but in others shared the culpability.
Perhaps had you written a poem to Ted
some of the anger increasing in you
might have escaped and granted
you more time, more writing.

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