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Reliable Witness
(October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963 / Jamaica Plain, Massachusetts)

Reliable Witness

Poem By Mary Angela Douglas

The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels,
Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan
Of silver as the rondo slows; now reels
Begin on tilted violins to span

The whole revolving tall glass palace hall
Where guests slide gliding into light like wine;
Rose candles flicker on the lilac wall
Reflecting in a million flagons' shine,

And glided couples all in whirling trance
Follow holiday revel begun long since,
Until near twelve the strange girl all at once
Guilt-stricken halts, pales, clings to the prince

As amid the hectic music and cocktail talk
She hears the caustic ticking of the clock.

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Absorbing poem as usual by Sylvia Plath, my most favourite poetess. She is a very gifted girl who graduated Laude. A true poetess. In all her poems are oft a bit or more a part of her own bio, but weaved throughout her poem. A very impressive poem. Your beloved Mom is fantastic, dear Frieda!
I am excited to this great man'work!
I like the Ning Nang Nong.
Absolute delight.
Wonderful poem. Well penned.