I hereby inaugurate the “Jellyfish Award”
bestowed upon a single haunting delicate sonnet
which is not just a strung-out extended metaphor
for Love Undying, but which is really, truly immortal
in that never-ending, everlasting, jelly-deathless way.
by Therese L. Broderick
NOTE: One type of very small, delicate jellyfish is biologically immortal (just so long as it doesn’t get eaten or otherwise destroyed by external threats).