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Song of the Scribe

December 10, 2018
By Klarissa_Kronsch BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
Klarissa_Kronsch BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
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She enthralls my heart like pearl moon to tide,

Shifting sands, stirring minnows from their haunts;

Staring from page, she is abalone eyed;

Mermaid’s purse brimming with my deep-down wants.


Amphitrite of sepia-ink ocean,

bride of the drowning who reach for a pen,

Charybdic, you froth thoughts into motion;

Stir this world, its dreams, its monolith men.


Afloat on her nonsense, the purest truth,

I blink stars from my eyes, which sting at my

raw parts, my sorrow, my unflinching youth;

Her salt-in-wound way of saying good-bye.


My whispering siren, dark and divine;

Behold a scribe devoted; yours is mine.


The author's comments:

The relationship between writer and writing is complex, and I wanted to capture that mingled with a motif of something I love (Greek mythology/the ocean.)


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