Monday, January 13, 2003
Cinderella Comments
Rating: ★3.1
Her imaginary playmate was a grown-up
In sea-coal satin. The flame-blue glances,
The wings gauzy as the membrane that the ashes
Draw over an old ember --as the mother
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7/20/2025 3:01:41 AM # 1.0.0
Is this a picture of the poet as well? tell stories to the fire. But best, dead, damned, to rock forever Beside Hell's fireside- to see within the flames He is so dark- he sees darkness even in a child's fairytale- he seems to me to be a suicide walking