Oh Arthur! this is brilliant - not just the evocation of this sensual
sea-goddess, but the exquisit use of the sonnet form, the neo-shakespearean
language and the superbly incongruous final couplet
bravo!
P-P
ps
couple of ticks in text
>From: Arthur <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New sub: Incongruity
>Date: Tue, 19 Feb 2002 13:38:11 -0000
>
> Incongruity
>
>Slim as a stick, she steps, new-born, from sea,
>a black and streaming Venus, child of foam.
>Sarong encases her nubility,
>her wet sleek hair held by a pearly comb.
>She flops the fresh caught squids beside her thigh
>and picks a rock to chip a scallop shell.
>She squints and tests the edge with thumb and eye
>then slits and cleans her catch where blue waves swell.
>
>Ma Belle Sauvage, my Queen, my Goddess rare!
>Intent on these [this?], your Mesolithic skill[s],
>you do not see me, here in shade, admire
>your wondrous deftness as you clean your kill[s].
>Instead you're rapt [wrapped? rapped?] in ghetto blaster's spell
>with Elvis belting out 'Heartbreak Hotel '
Perpetua Pullman
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