Thursday, March 21, 2013

THE SEA SONNET




"Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream"



Methought I was ripe for Elysium,
For sea changes down in Poseidon's sink,
Foreplaying with fire, now banish-ed from
To watery grave by a vex-ed blink.
By the wreck of reckless son Phaethon
Where changeling horses of Helios play
Round and round that Winter King's blue mansion
From such wonders did I argue and pray
To let fear fall down on this salty floor
Whilst Diana undid the pall of night
By mirror of her moon to see once more
Like unweaving Penelope to fight
Death, be and seem, final king, past scrutiny
For thee, dread fire, my soul is mutiny

                                     - Dame J E Marshall 
















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