Nine Female Figures
“What a thrill—“
—Sylvia Plath,
“Cut,” Ariel
What a thrill—all my faces
Pealing back nicely—like an onion
Each face—a different woman
Each woman—a sort of hinge
All of them—Ariel
Little portraits—big portraits
Straight from my—bleeding heart
I can step into—each one of them
I’ve been there—done that
All nine women—have been me
I almost was a painter—not a poet
The Mademoiselle award—the trick?
And now I’m Ariel—both poet & artist!
A celebration—female cubist collages!
Ekphrastic ecstasy—my dears!
“What a thrill—“
—Sylvia Plath,
“Cut,” Ariel
What a thrill—all my faces
Pealing back nicely—like an onion
Each face—a different woman
Each woman—a sort of hinge
All of them—Ariel
Little portraits—big portraits
Straight from my—bleeding heart
I can step into—each one of them
I’ve been there—done that
All nine women—have been me
I almost was a painter—not a poet
The Mademoiselle award—the trick?
And now I’m Ariel—both poet & artist!
A celebration—female cubist collages!
Ekphrastic ecstasy—my dears!
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