Nos Liberavit Posted byBeadedQuillJune 9, 2014Posted inChildhood, Creative Process, PoetryTags:creative process, harp, maiden, midnight, moon, moonlight, night, rock, sea, singing, siren, song, water “the maiden’s voice soars and plunges as she elongates the siren call” Image “Midnight Harp” courtesy of Esmira Share this:PinterestEmailLinkedInRedditTwitterFacebookTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by BeadedQuill Author of over 300 poems, also books, essays and short stories. Published in the Johannesburg Review of Books, Carapace and Type/Cast. BeadedQuill's titles are for sale via Blurb.co.uk View more posts
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