I Am Vertical A Tribute to Sylvia Plath [I Am Vertical] But I would rather be horizontal. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal And a flower-head not tall, but more startling, And I want the one's longevity and the other's daring. Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and the flowers have been strewing their cool odors. I walk among them, but none of them are noticing. Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping I must most perfectly resemble them- Thoughts gone dim. It is more natural to me, lying down. Then the sky and I are in open conversation, And I shall be useful when I lie down finally: Then the trees may touch me for once, and the flowers have time for me. The Frozen Fracture I am Vertical I'd Rather Be Horizontal Morose I am Vertical I'd Rather Be Horizontal Buio Omega I am Vertical I'd Rather Be Horizontal Released 21 March 2004, the Spring equinox when brightness matches darkness | Main Page | Catalogue | Contact | E-mail