Solace’s Song by Jonas Hyde Eve’s satellite winks her eye, through and through, the pinhole of her child’s darkness, in point, the veil, that cloaks the nightmare woven of fear, of sorrow. The girl stands clouded, bosom pounding at the edge of the storm, the fine line where the rain falls just ‘fore her...
Classical Narrative Poetry and Episodic Storytelling
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