plains of bleeding flowers my dreams, as is, withdraw in catalpa’s mouth, death’s winged ozone, from white to yellow leafy bones a midsummer dream hence the sea of madmen to the locust ghost in a dying sunset mirrored the oeuvre and mind as I dream of the sea as I dream; guilt in eyes lay … Continue reading I drown.
Author: Lucy
in their dying, in their shadows.
In their dying in their shadows I will see your eyes. As the blood-flow of living things, dear white shells and white bone fall into the ground, mama’s bony fingers whiten the earth, where all else fades and leaves; daddy glissades in the ice picking flowers for us all, and soon they fade and all … Continue reading in their dying, in their shadows.
Ice dark (the world is dreaming).
Lie across the taurobolium at the motherless spring without feeling, without breath; pale mulberries infiltrate the wind in ice dark of obscured dreams by the sea-green void, vanishing by the surf, as the fresh dew slumbers in the whiteness of morning exorcised with twigs of the dying trees. flicker with the nightly, strange sea, the … Continue reading Ice dark (the world is dreaming).
A sea becomes.
Of one memory, one for the end of the dark does not lie, I will not lie in it; darkness perfused I shut the window; here he bleeds, here he lies, though nothing is there. In furrows, mercy, it is laughable. The Earth succinct in waves in a lonely larva the dead poet’s dreams. Stand … Continue reading A sea becomes.
“Introduction Post and Welcome” by Lucy.
Hello. As per the title, my name is Lucy and I am one of the authors here on The Nexus of Writers. Weirdly enough, I also go by the pseudonyms Ellie Onka, Eli, E or L. I promise I’m not on the run, with all the names and such. 😉 Call me whichever, it doesn’t … Continue reading “Introduction Post and Welcome” by Lucy.
