Poems inspired by Sylvia Plath
For Ted
The trinity infinitely
Together at last.
The fascists are dead,
And so is the jew.
Every woman
Loves a boot in the face,
And she has hers back,
Her men in black,
And the peanut-crunching crowd
Can smile to see
A circle complete,
If not replete
With someone
Elses metaphors.
Tara Sahgal
Bombay, India
Saturday, April 14, 2001
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