Flame & Thunderheads — A Dream

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“Sequins” — C.Birde, 4/19

 

 

“You’ll evoke Andromeda.”

She stands

on the threshold –

neither in nor

out –

and speaks

with warning,

disapproval,

disdain.

She,

with the tossing sea

at her back

and in her eyes.

She,

clad in the blue

of a glacier’s heart.

Her opinion

should not

matter;

yet her words –

her judgment –

wriggle and wrest

their way

inside.

I look

at the dress –

tiers of fringe and

beads and

sequins winking

with promise;

the color of a sunset

blushing;

set alongside

shoes and scarf

of pewter;

arranged

on the white bedspread

like thunderheads

and flame.

And I think –

with a silent, secret

ache –

that evoking

Andromeda

might be

just the

thing.

 

— C.Birde, 4/19

 

4 thoughts on “Flame & Thunderheads — A Dream

  1. Perseus woke, hearing some voice. ‘Seems to be from outside’ he thought, then he went out. There was nothing, except one star: It was a brighter than he ever could saw and whiter than snow which ever was falling. He wasn’t really sure, that was a dream, or maybe destiny

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  2. Andromeda — daughter of vain Cassiopeia, sacrificed to the Kraken, rescued by Perseus, betrothed to her Uncle Phineaus and rescued here again by Perseus…! A dubious destiny, indeed 🙂

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