© 2011 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved
Sonnet to Satan
In darkroom of your eye the moonly mind
somersaults to counterfeit eclipse;
bright angels black out over logic’s land
under shutter of their handicaps.
Commanding that corkscrew comet jet forth ink
to pitch the white world down in swiveling flood,
you overcast all order’s noonday rank
and turn god’s radiant photograph to shade.
Steepling snake in that contrary light
invades the dilate lens of genesis
to print your flaming image in birthspot
with characters no cockcrow can deface.
O maker of proud planet’s negative,
obscure the scalding sun till no clocks move.
~ Sylvia Plath, Sonnet to Satan
Taken from an original photograph shot October 23, 2010; painted in digital oils.
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