O she is a Sweeney dream
from dead ghosts into winter’s fast,
Give me a dance
to breathe in bloodline’s nursed moan
do not stare, darling
Medusa, my distress,
teeth slaught in seawater, howling
in waves as I dream
and I billow from the earth.
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Written for the dVerse prompt: “Let us write our own Jisei. Write a haikai (haiku, senryu, tanka, kyoka, Gogyohka) or haikai-esque poem that reflects on imminent death—and the significance of life in light of it. If you are going for the haikai-esque, keep the lines brief (no more than 10) and use the aesthetics of haikai (simplicity, heartfulness, and pathos). If you feel daring, you can attempt the gembun—a one-sentence haibun, but otherwise, keep away from long forms.”