Showing posts with label Sylvia Plath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sylvia Plath. Show all posts

Tuesday, 1 April 2008

Plathos

Higher Mortals

Why all the intrigue about Ted 'n' Sylvia?
Bet they were a dead boring couple really
Arguing over who used up the last of the milk
And who let the dog in all wet
Saving all their fancy words and intense emotions
For their odes,
And using small ones for each other.
Perhaps they even had it down to the odd grunt or two
Now and then
As they passed the salt and butter.

© LS King

'Ted 'n' Sylvia - The Truth'
Out now in all bad bookshops.

Some of you may recall my earlier poem The Ted Hughes I Never Knew

Blame it on too many poetry seminars where these two's rarity-beyond-compare was continually drummed into me! (though fair do's they were pretty good.)