Today’s prompt is from NaPoWriMo.Net, who suggested perusing poet bots – Twitter accounts posting random quotes. I chose Sylvia Plath.
I think I may be enormous,
I am so stupidly happy,
and this day, this now, this time
I write down with shaking hands.
I do not always feel thus
filled with gold, cat’s purr, resonant
the song that’s brimming today
it takes hold, must be honoured.
I may be enormous with joy
towering, spacious, unhinged
I don’t need wisdom right now
as I laugh and laugh and sing!