Tadej Blažic

And She Wept Oh So Gently Upon My Shoulder - Poem by Tadej Blažic

Bring me dawn, soft like the first breath of Spring.
Bring me dusk, brisk like the Morning's fresh cry,
like the Ocean's spray caressing my skin.
Bring me voice, shaped into a lullaby,
dampened with cars and carts from Old Shanghai.
Bring me time, so we can be older,
right here, right now, watching the seconds fly.
Bring me love, when my heart grows colder.

And she wept oh so gently upon my shoulder.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Poet's Notes about The Poem

According to the theme, I tried to mold the words into a Spenserian stanza. It felt right (in terms of rhythm) , although I tried to spice it up occasionally. The hacked (bring me plus x) phrase has layered functionality (as well as being intentional): it functions as a refrain, repeating the overall theme, as well as a sort of mantra. The order of dawn, dusk, voice, time and love is intentional, it rises from the absolute beginning to the concept of love (transcending time and space) . The grammar is also intentionally left errant, as I tried to recreate nuances of thoughts and feelings. The simile are abundant, mostly because I wanted to adhere to the Spenserian stanza's romantic nature.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014

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