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O to make the most jubilant song!
Full of music-full of manhood, womanhood, infancy!O to go back to the place where I was born,
To hear the birds sing once more,
To ramble about the house and barn and over the fields once more,
And through the orchard and along the old lanes once more.O the mother’s joys!
The watching, the endurance, the precious love, the anguish, the patiently yielded life.The domestic tales of the consorted maiden, and the paths that lead to it. She still writes, still composes, still sings, but never again to the solitude she gives her songs...
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- Part 2 of Psalmodies
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For authorities whose hopes
are shaped by mercenaries?
Writers entrapped by
teatime fame and by
commuters’ comforts? Not for these
the paper nautilus
constructs her thin glass shell.Furina de Fontaine was living her best life. Kind and abundant friends. A prestigious college. A theater club of her dream. And soon, she'll perform in one of their original dramas.
If only she wasn't a sinner, deserving of that life, though.
Title & poem fragment taken from Marianne Moore's poem The Paper Nautilus
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She raised her gaze to the billowing sea. Under the sundering sun, the shadows painted the waves, they who were lightly nipping at the rocks of the cliff.
She sang toward the sun and the shadow, the tides and the foam, the fish and the waves…
She knew not that she did not sing to the solitude.
She knew, but did not entirely understood that the waters she gifted her songs into ran deep. And in its depth, something— someone— haunts. Primeval and titanic and old.
It was not one of the corpses.
It was still listening for the girl singing at the seaside cliff.
Or: A girl caught the attention of something beyond.
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- Part 1 of Psalmodies
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