Poem To Elaine Poem by David McLansky
Poem To Elaine
Some will say I was purely your invention.
That I wrote not the words which from my fingers’ flowed,
That my name linked with my own works deserve no mention,
That you are the source to which my words are owed.
There is some truth that lies within this lie,
For you are the spark that relit my wavering flame
Without you I might have even died,
For without you I would have writ in vain;
Therefore sweet girl, I dedicate these words to you,
You are the hand that cupped my flickering candle,
You are the one who often nursed me through,
The despair that whipped my soul and left me mangled;
You are the Muse who always remained true.
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