Mermaid Song Poem by Matthew Buchwald
Mermaid Song
Bells of perfume where seas meet,
The couch where guts are melting
Shores boiling with drowsiness
Heave up the passivity of seas.
A sauce, monstrous and insipid,
Stews on the frail littoral;
A lark dives in and splinters
The obstinacy of waves.
Disdain and rapture, brine's magnificence
Laid out below us like a jade
A tempest of flukes, sea maid
Beguiling with catastrophe.
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