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Poetrymann — Finding Ophelia
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Description He found her, palms open -
her frail face like tallow
framed against the river bed
and all her hair
wreathing the water,
lavendar and linden leaves
and tiny buds of May
trapped within the tendrils.
Her white dress was a flag
a reminder to him
of all he demanded
and its wet weight
pulled her shoulders down
to nestle in the silt.
Her hands were her final words
and they arced the sun
just beneath her chin
telling him of
the slow loss of senses
and how a promise
would never be enough.
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