Linda Hepner

Freshman - 962 Points (London)

Splash, Plath - Poem by Linda Hepner

Suddenly the plane door opened – I, easy in my place,
Was sucked up like a bird into a jet
But hurtled out and down down down fell Alice
Into a nightmare vortex where I met
Shadows, images from long suppressed recollections
Standing like sealed jars upon the shelf
Each labeled ‘English Marmelade’ with bitter rind reflections
Once tasted would remind my shrinking self
There is no climbing back into the plane,
I can’t be swept back up again,
I’m hurling still in vain
The ocean then

LRH 4.1.06

Comments about Splash, Plath by Linda Hepner

  • (4/3/2006 4:35:00 AM)

    Feel like I've just been swept up by a tornado then spat back down again, landing with a thud. Another high-impact write, conveying so well the sense of panic and despair. And hey, a woman who gassed herself to death is the perfect allusion to relate this piece of writing to. Gina. PS: I recommend you to check out 'Sylvia' by Gregory Gunn. (Report) Reply

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  • (4/2/2006 4:12:00 PM)

    An excellent poem of confusions spiral, we all feel sometimes, just like Alice Linda. This poem has power and pace, I love the title drawing upon Plath and her despairing losing race. 10 from Tai, hoping you are well (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 2, 2006

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