Comments about David Fiedler
The Mist And The Mermaid
Mist appeared out of no where,
the clouds disappeared completely,
and befell me a mermaid from the oceans deep.
She came from a place far away,
Well beyond the stars.
Ursupia was what she spoke.
That is the name of a dock guardian who
Stands by the shore, even the shore
Of mankind waiting for men to entice
By a call to the beautiful mermaid.
Twelve of them there must have been for such a site…
Mermen, and women frivolous and privy with delight.
I shall build a boat, not to see a yacht.
For where he is poor, I am surely naught
And then if I were...