Thursday, September 3, 2009

Thursday, September 03, 2009: Notcot #24628

A saw, a chisel, a rake
Dragged across the block of ice

And then a mermaid
Cascading hair blown back

By the waves cresting
Around her narrow waist

The sculptor revels in
The impending collapse

Of features he had mined
From a variety of sources

Disney eyes, the nose of
The woman he had lived with

Sophia Loren cheekbones
Imagining the figure reduced

To a melting stump, a puddle
Made him close his eyes in pleasure

1 comment

  1. There is a story behind this, and that's what I love about what I've been reading from you. Plus, this one happens to hit a very personal place for me.


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