Khora Rising: Lorelei
By Feral
...Lorelei...
...hollow woman cupping fluidity,
chilled spring.soaked face and bare.foot.
Midpool pedestal, lingering;
promontory, slick and solar shining...
Jagged ore. Right angles and blocks of hematite.
Chaotic water, slowly eroding... molecule shining clear,
wearing away protective edges.
(mourn the loss)
Graceful, sensuous organic anatomy:
:fingertips and palms and wrists:
a smoothness that arises from living tragedy.
Lives call fantasies and phantasms to the blurred distances:
Crow,
down-winging pearlescent vortex
...hunting wilder roads.
Droplets gazing,
lion's mane. Unsettling,
Beauty,
has teeth. May no one forget
an Eve, closed-eye
Tilting her head back for
...something...
What?
We do not know.
We cannot know.
(What a woman seeks to find in solace is a private ritual.)
There is a sanguine song, sirenesque
calling her to this seer's pool;
echoes of an under.earth river,
a rhythm.less muse-ic.
Leaving the space behind her eyes, she
enters a place that is not a place,
a time that is not time.
Tonal depths shift and undulate in kaleidoscopic grace.
The absence that allows for becoming, she is
The shock of the real.
Internal stillness.
Vorpal tongued and feral:
Khora,
my vessel of artistry.
Author's Note:
Apologies for tying up the new works list, but these two are connected (one was written for the other) and I felt they should go under one heading.Awards
Comments on "Khora Rising: Lorelei"
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On Monday, December 15, 2014, Nimue44
(296) wrote:
If I were a siren and I heard someone speaking this, I would sell my tail to go hear more. It's like I'm hearing this from deep waters.
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A former member wrote:
Very well written, thought of & tracing back to the beginning of time. Beautiful.
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On Friday, June 29, 2012, FadedBlues
(2172) wrote:
...blissful spirit. beauty of image & language...