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A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things (OWaW 5/8)
Full Name: On Worth and Worship: A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things
Here is my fifth entry to my chapbook, On Worth and Worship! This one is a pantoum, and let me tell you, it was super interesting and challenging to write! What's a pantoum? From poetry.org: "The pantoum is a poem of any length, composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first."If you read any of the poems, definitely make it be this one. I'm super satisfied with how the repeating lines were executed, and I think it's a beautiful imagery!
"[A Sublime Attraction to an Unlike Thing]'s original version, A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things, takes that idea and runs with it, painting an intimate and romantic scene of Mawplay between the speaker and a dragon, expressing the heavenly state and mutually connecting potential of the act."
-Excerpt from the foreword of On Worth and Worship
Thank you for reading! This one is definitely my favorite work of writing I've done so far!
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On Worth and Worship: A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things
Oh, the drake, the beast, the person inside
The mind behind the maw, our demeanors confide
At the grasp of his slickened tongue, my chest lit aflame
Teeth form to gates, white picketed claim
The mind behind the maw, our demeanors confide
To the song he mouths, my dance coincides
Teeth form to gates, white picketed claim
I am his, our wills grow the same
To the song he mouths, my dance coincides
His jaws sealed shut, no muscle dares defy
I am his, our wills grow the same
Adoration liquified: around and in my brain
His jaws sealed shut, no muscle dares defy
Pleasure of form, our bodies dignified
Adoration liquified: around and in my brain
They say water puts out flame, but in here they're the same
Pleasure of form, our bodies dignified
O' the drake, the beast, the person inside
They say water puts out flame, but in here they're the same
At the grasp of his slickened tongue, my chest lit aflame
Here is my fifth entry to my chapbook, On Worth and Worship! This one is a pantoum, and let me tell you, it was super interesting and challenging to write! What's a pantoum? From poetry.org: "The pantoum is a poem of any length, composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first."If you read any of the poems, definitely make it be this one. I'm super satisfied with how the repeating lines were executed, and I think it's a beautiful imagery!
"[A Sublime Attraction to an Unlike Thing]'s original version, A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things, takes that idea and runs with it, painting an intimate and romantic scene of Mawplay between the speaker and a dragon, expressing the heavenly state and mutually connecting potential of the act."
-Excerpt from the foreword of On Worth and Worship
Thank you for reading! This one is definitely my favorite work of writing I've done so far!
Full Text
On Worth and Worship: A Sublime Connection Between Unlike Things
Oh, the drake, the beast, the person inside
The mind behind the maw, our demeanors confide
At the grasp of his slickened tongue, my chest lit aflame
Teeth form to gates, white picketed claim
The mind behind the maw, our demeanors confide
To the song he mouths, my dance coincides
Teeth form to gates, white picketed claim
I am his, our wills grow the same
To the song he mouths, my dance coincides
His jaws sealed shut, no muscle dares defy
I am his, our wills grow the same
Adoration liquified: around and in my brain
His jaws sealed shut, no muscle dares defy
Pleasure of form, our bodies dignified
Adoration liquified: around and in my brain
They say water puts out flame, but in here they're the same
Pleasure of form, our bodies dignified
O' the drake, the beast, the person inside
They say water puts out flame, but in here they're the same
At the grasp of his slickened tongue, my chest lit aflame
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