Poem: Requiem for Sylvia Plath—Luciana Frezza
Requiem for Sylvia Plath
—Luciana Frezza
A requiem for you
each time I lean over
to detach a bit of spaghetti caught
on the green battlefield
of the kitchen stoneware, from the bright
shooting pain
to a sprig of parsley.
A requiem for you while I struggle
against the narrowness of the enclosure
of my forces, poor wooden staves,
enclosed in the other greater one
of being, on the threshold
of the damp shrubbery of sleep
where something cleanses us.
Is the way out there? In the darkness
for you, at least. Kneeling
I detach with my nail a tiny crust
while I say a requiem for you.
