in the still dark morning
I can barely see you
shrouded under the blankets.
dim light from the streetlamp
illuminates the curve of your
shoulder, casts deep shadows
down the slope of your back.
it’s at times like these
that I am perfectly aware
you are a thousand times
more lovely than
Cleopatra, or Helen,
or Psyche.
Lillian Wheeler is an undergraduate student at the University of Waterloo, majoring in Classical Studies. She writes short stories and poetry; to learn more visit her at llwheeler.livejournal.com.
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10 Responses to “IN THE STILL DARK MORNING • by Lillian Wheeler”
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May 21st, 2009 at 3:31 am
Yeah! I liked this one.
May 21st, 2009 at 7:28 am
Lovely vision with good voice and flow.
–dj
May 21st, 2009 at 8:32 am
A lovely thought put into words, but that doesn’t make it poetry.
May 21st, 2009 at 8:55 am
Just beautiful!
May 21st, 2009 at 9:02 am
Here’s to another poet who likes writing about the early morning! Very nice, dreamy.
May 21st, 2009 at 2:57 pm
Thank you all so much for reading and commenting!
Kathleen, I remember your poem from about a month back. I really enjoyed it. Here’s to moments of quiet and observation/awareness!
May 21st, 2009 at 7:49 pm
Just lovely.
In my opinion it is poetry… For what is poetry but language distilled, regardless of form or meter?
More than just a lovely thought put into words. A lovely thought put into the RIGHT words.
May 21st, 2009 at 11:19 pm
Simple in words and form as in the early morning when getting up at six you step outside and see, smell and hear…..
May 22nd, 2009 at 5:48 am
That was lovely!
May 24th, 2009 at 7:15 am
Lucien – Prosy language distilled into the right words to leave on the pillow of a sleeping beloved may be just the RIGHT thing.