Dearest Sylvia,
When did you develop yr sinus problem?
Because I am developing gastral problems
I don't know why but I am nervous
Did you have them when you were young?
Or around the time you were going to die?
Maybe if I had many men to date,
I would have some confidence
But I can't remember when I had the desire
To date anybody
Yes, I am lonely but...
I have poetry
And my celebrity crushes ro write about
And my dog wrapping his furry paws around my neck
I had some success with poetry
But I am broke
I guess you are too
But you didn't see yr success or Ted's
I guess you are content
Because Ted is in yr arms now
And Nicholas beside you
Bouncing like a newborn
I can only dream where are
Sincerely,
Lee-Ann
I bet Sylvia read your poem and smiled approvingly. We both seem to be lonely poets with a dog!
When I first saw this I thought you were writing to Sylvia Frances Chan, but after reflection, I'll bet you wrote it to Sylvia Plath. Am I right?
Dear LeeAnn, make an appointment with a gastroenterologist right away. You need to find out if you have a serious condition. Here's wishing you all the best. Love ya. Ron
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She'll still turn in her grave, a very nice ode to her, too bad she has to read this with God, at least I think she is going to read this because she is curious. Well done LeeAnn!