A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem Poem by Sylvia Plath

A Sorcerer Bids Farewell To Seem

Rating: 4.2


I'm through with this grand looking-glass hotel
where adjectives play croquet with flamingo nouns;
methinks I shall absent me for a while
from rhetoric of these rococo queens.
Item : chuck out royal rigmarole of props
and auction off each rare white-rabbit verb;
send my muse Alice packing with gaudy scraps
of mushroom simile and gryphon garb.

My native sleight-of-hand is wearing out :
mad hatter's hat yields no new metaphor,
and jabberwock will not translate his songs :
it's time to vanish like the cheshire cat
alone to that authentic island where
cabbages are cabbages; kings : kings.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 26 January 2022

A wonderful poetess - Sylvia Plath

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Geeta Radhakrishna Menon 26 January 2022

it's time to vanish like the cheshire cat alone to that authentic island where cabbages are cabbages; kings: kings

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David Wood 25 January 2022

One of my favourite poetess with another gem of a poem.

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Crystal Rosser 23 September 2014

Awesome. Speechless.

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Sylvia Plath

Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts
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