Sarah
Rumpelstiltskin cried
because you belong to me;
baby spun golden,
milky skin stained with roses—
eyes fished from the blue North Sea.
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Author's Note
Another poem published in the Fall/Winter issue of the online and print literary journal Segullah. This is untitled because it is a Tanka, although a traditional Tanka it's not.
Other stories by Krista Clement
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A fine lyric, dense with feeling.
..eyes fished from the blue North Sea.. nice original line,very strong image with much staying power.Cool!
All the syllables rolled along so beautifully.
Nice.
Thank you David, Darryl and Marcelle!
"milky skin stained with roses"--love this, Krista. Nice work!