Word-eaten, scored
with palimpsest - symphonic suite
meets fantasy; Rimsky-Korsakov
woos fable's queen -
the screen will not
relent. Voraciously
it gobbles syllables, and asks
for more. "Once upon a time
there was a voyager," the tale
begins, and then the night
draws near, as if intent on catching
nuances; the new moon
listens from afar, with lucent,
enigmatic face; ripples lap
the river bank, applauding
gently as she fashions
worlds from cosmic gossamer,
tensile as steel, invisible;
and when her eyes grow heavy
and the sky burns planetary
red, she goes to rest,
to rise refreshed and dream,
awake in cyberspace.
Scheherazade in Cyberspace
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2003
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