The Poet Mage

Love Song To The Siren



Like a great golden cyclamen
Splitting atoms seacrest foam

The fish tailed nymph
The undine swims like
water poured down
a cliff face. Words
meander drunk on her
raiment all of light.
Hair fallow
and hazy moon.


The sea picks up its rhythm,
surges in a sudden break neck lift,

And form undoes itself in the eyes of the moon.
Filaments of bright light, undone strands,
of broken night.

The throat of the tiny fish girl
fills with the swirling lune,
digital locusts swarm the mainline,
the mermaid propels the spell seaward,
toward a massive wall of fog.

The stars unhook the revealed,
stellar grammar.


All night long the men hear the howling
of serpent forms of woman who slither
along their memories, fond and silver

beautiful.


With the smallest lips and eyes,
girl with the legs of a fish
and melted cellos in your lashes;
all of shadow and sandalwood,
unlaced, tremolo, truffle.

Insanity is you are taking
to sea once more. Without me.


STANLEY GEMMELL
[2000]
FL, USA

Poem originally appeared in Urban Spaghetti Issue 4

Model: Jessica Ann Martin
Photography: Mementos For Them