Leslie Philibert

Bronze Star - 2,826 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

The Tin Box (For Sylvia Plath) - Poem by Leslie Philibert

Every ten years your head
lands in the tin box.
It is not the vision.

Ach du lieber Himmel!
What a show!
the words fall off the page

and if and if
the moon had not been closed
you might have landed

beside the crows and the otters
crawling over the wet moor
of the mssing one

but it is as it is
the shouting that you hear
as the banged door stops the rest.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013

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