Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Rendezvous Comments
Rating: ★4.5
I see how she awaits atop the stair.
The attic door ajar uncombs her hair.
Bound in darkness, the oval of her face
Floats and sways above her formless trace.
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8/3/2025 1:11:52 AM # 1.0.0
An extremely well-crafted iambic pentameter offering in the tradition of Edgar Allan Poe. Intense imagery throughout the piece. Loved 'And yet my fire rises with my height / That coldly burns for her embrace of night.' Also 'I stand upon my fate yoked to my love / And kick the world away. Wind wails above...'Mr. Phinney, you surely slew me with your eloquence. A monumental marvel! Gregory