Plath's "Monologue at 3 AM"

[Daddy Bear]

Better that every fiber crack

and fury make head,

blood drenching vivid

couch, carpet, floor

and the snake-figured almanac

vouching you are

a million green counties from here,

 

than to sit mute, twitching so

under * * * * * ling stars,

with stare, with curse

blackening the time

goodbyes were said, trains let go,

and I, great magnanimous fool, thus wrenched from

my one kingdom.

[Jeen]

A monologue is an extended, uninterrupted speech by a single person. The person may be speaking his or her thoughts aloud or directly addressing other persons

 

Okay I think I understand this poem better now. She is still not talking to you. There are sow many emotions screaming from these word, it is really sad.

 

It is beautiful and sad.

 

I love it.

Thanks.

[Pocket Rocket]

I love Sylvia Plath's poetry and this is absolutely amazing. Better to rage and rip apart, than fester in silence, 'blackening the time'. The violent passion of all those terrible emotions. Such an incredible poet, I wish she hadn't died... thank you for posting Daddy Bear