Yesterday night, or I should say morning (it was 2 a.m.), I watched the movie Sylvia, about the lives of two poets, Sylvia Plath and Edward Hughes, and their downward spiraling love life. While it was one of the most cryptic and depressing movies I’d ever seen, I was so inspired by the poetry of their lives that I decided to write a poem using words they exchanged in a mere conversation.
We ought return home to England my lovely,
Surely, we’ll survive.
These utterances should suffice;
a few coins in my pockets,
this shelter of words,
we’ll be just fine.
Some noteworthy quotes from the film:
“And as a matter of fact I’m not f***ing her! But if I do start f***ing her, you’ll be the first to know!” – Daniel Craig as Edward Hughes in Sylvia
“All I could ever think about is what would happen if someone took him away from me…If you fear something enough you can make it happen. That woman, I conjured her. I invented her, do you understand?” – Gwyneth Paltrow as Sylvia Plath in Sylvia