The Savour Of J'Nea - Poem by Geoffrey Verdegast
Brain of bone,
Heart of stone,
Demeanour of thistle,
ice, and gristle.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
From Chapter 18 of my novel, 'Of Staves and Sigmas, ' Wagner and Balgor are waiting in the palaestra food line, trading insults with their snarky friend, J'nea, who typically holds her own with them - much to their dismay. It is never revealed if the poem - uttered by Wagner to describe J'nea's mien - is an impromptu utterance or whether the men made it up beforehand, although some of their dialogue would suggest the latter.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 1, 2013
Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013
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