Quiet Girl Poem by Tan Pratonix
Quiet Girl
My emotions
Gushing from a deep and unknown well
Drift through the turbulent ocean
Of this world and dwell
An hour or so
In a haven of strange beauty.
What is this strange beauty? A girl
No more than twenty; whose slim shoulders
I could have caught rose to the puffed sleeves
Of her green cotton frock and slid slender
Olive-brown arms to her fingertips; whose
Raven hair fell in wavelets to her neck; whose tender
Rose lips curved naturally there
Was a smile when there wasn't.
So simple,
The Grecian nose and eyes I cannot define
Seemed to brood an unquiet air
In her quietness
And make cold and alien all that had charmed...
And yet
Wanting to reach out and comprehend her.
I like your poems because you have such specific sensory detail which is missing in most contemporary poets' works, including mine far too often.
A very beautiful poem Tan, I look forward to reading more of your work. Melvina
very nice poem, Tan. How i long to be the woman comprehended.
This is both beautiful and powerful poetry, some of the finest words I have read, a real masterpiece, Love Duncan
The title caught my attention, I've been accused of being quiet, not shy just quiet. I really enjoyed this... again lovely imagery. Red
This is a nice one, Tan. Your images are beautiful and mostly fresh. Raynette
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/6/2025 9:31:35 AM # 1.0.0
deep, expressive and nice one Tan thanx for sharing and leting me read it **KoNi**