Welcome, listener! Here is a 50-second recording of my own poem in my own voice.
To read the text and to learn more about the poem, see the first comment posted on this blog page.
Welcome, listener! Here is a 50-second recording of my own poem in my own voice.
To read the text and to learn more about the poem, see the first comment posted on this blog page.
– POET’S STATEMENT by TEE ZEEHAN — I wrote this fanciful poem in response to a prompt from BM’s spring/summer 2012 workshop outside of Albany, NY, USA. When drafting this poem, I noticed that the word “elf” could be derived from the letters in the word “firefly.” The poem spun from that fact, and from an article on Wikipedia about elves. Here is my poem’s text –
FIREFLY’S LAST GASP
See me as I am
part e-l-f
sister of sisters
dwarf wings
tinfoil flash
my cave the looming night
I pinch into sight
the stars
squeeze to fertility
the moons
but shrink
with the sturm
Homunculus!
homunculus . . .
Hi Therese
Had to look up homunculus and sturm…
Such quaint words,,,
Jeanne