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| Terpsichore |
| Welcome to Terpsichore, where all of my original writings are stored. Well, not all of them, just the ones I'm willing to share. Yes, I know that Terpsichore is the muse of dance, but what is writing other than a waltz of words across a sheet of paper? Besides, as a former dancer, I think she still looks after me a little. |
| And when Terpsichore, with iris-plume, Bade o'er her lute her rosy fingers fly; 'T was pleasure all--the fawns in mingled choirs, Glanced on the willing nymphs their wanton fires, Joy shook his glittering pinions as he flew; The shout of rapture and the song of bliss, The sportive titter and the melting kiss, All blended with the smile, that shone like early dew. from An Ode To Music, by James G. Percival |
| Terpsichore the "Whirler" is the muse of dancing and is often seen dancing with her lyre and a plectrum, an instrument used for plucking stringed instruments. Description taken from http://www.eliki.com/portals/fantasy/circle/terpsichore.html |
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| Reading for Myself (Without Cheating) A short poem that looks at a particularly odd Tarot reading I did. Please feel free to email me with any questions about symbolism/mythology. |
| Comfort Zone There is no synopsis for this poem. You'll just have to read it and see. |
| Prince Charming The person (?) who knows me best speaks out. Originally published in the 1999 issue of Devil's Diary. |
| Subtext An odd little short story, written in August of 2000. |
| Silent Witness Why do I write what I do? |
| For Anna, Sally, and Chris Five of my friends were involved in a car accident over Spring Break last year. Three of them did not survive it. This came to mind during their memorial service. |
| Rave A night out clubbing. Enough said. |
| Train Ride Amtrak gives you plenty of time to think, unfortunately those thoughts aren't always positive. |
| Poetry |
| Prose |
| Delusions I-III What happens when Meredith is so sick she hallucinates? |
| Seeking Comfort Two short poems on people finding temporary release. |