Wednesday, 2 October 2013

Zennor wedding


 

 

 

 

 

Zennor wedding  is the  long awaited sequel to  2012  Zennor Morning

 Zennor wedding  continues the myth  a  story poem about a Mermaid's  wedding day

with   an  equally untrustworthy  Bride and Groom,

 in every marriage there are banshees  monsters  and  sunken treasure

  Zennor is a  town in Cornwall  England  famous for  its  mermaid  pew in a  local church

 

 

 

Slipped the  back of  a  whole whale

short of  an oceans hide

sea, sea  give my husband back to me

 

Chinese  willows

Runic mancy

give my husband back

 

there is no goddess of the  sea

truly male

totally male

hates women

widows

 

morning of the wedding

  pearl eyed Jean

 white snatch bride

whiteness

 figure flow in river and rain

long ice hair

 

 cold

 

Hell is always ice

 what about the damned

the damned don't care

water  with ice

 

Captain missed  her  garland 

not the first  the third of may

 

no one knew of her

 A stranger  located a  foreigner  in the company of an outsider

no one knew

 

 

 

church graveyard  cemets

 stuttering  curate

Mer  Mer

 

burial  minister

 

slow clock 

drop clock

 In laws  un invited  pulled  in  front

pulled  her until she became fish

 

what legs

waves  hands  and dancers 

reflected in glass

outside glass

 

flukes in a barrel

barrel of soaky herring

Mer Mer

 

day we met

shipped  him  from bad light bay

restored  and stole

 mouth open

 

a kings daughter

reads minds  and eats heads

salty smelly heads

 

woman of his dreams

 

 

misuse of mermaid

abuse of mermaid

 tail roped  wreck diving

 

pieces

eights

 half a Ducado  for the world

Every  Avery chested  Inderman

gold  of  Rum Morgan

gold of de Wasser

 

silverfins

diamondbacks

dishes

 

 

house of his dreams

 

sang him still deeper

to kindle and sweep 

carry and bake

 not of the sea

flap and  iridescent

grinder

mucker 

a kings daughter

 

no family

other wives

other ports

 

row me a boat

 

what scares  him ?

 drowning

love of drowning

 between lands

marshes

 

 mere of the  wryd

 totally  bogger

caulder  tosser

Grendelier

rip rip ripper

Cain bogey

and worst  of  all

his She Ma

being female her  strength was less

remembered this  from  the  epic  Below woof

in Angry Saxon  Pokey

 

 not a kings  daughter

a  banshee

a tearheart

 

emerald dress

to the dance

Nixies, Ness,  Hellhounds

 

Origins  

wazir- viziers  gave  to Soltan  Shahryar

daughters

cranberries

red roses

saplings

who knew nothing of nights

untold queens

 

suitor

wedding

Henna  Senna

Slew her

 

head and hair separated

became as we are

 

 

Origins 

Island in the midst  of Odyssey

Uldeyessus the   bored boatman

goat  in a wine dark 

espied curly  white skinned

Achilly  boys

 mouthing Kokis soft lotus

eating  sticky dripping butter

cry to me

eye to me

boys

 

 turned out to be Manatees

 

too long a sailor

 

Hello sailor

snarks

sirene

sinks

 

Into a battern calm

cotton glass

frizzy glass

 

frowzy  first  and last fish blowing

 all looking like sank clowns

the one who died at the end of the opera  or the one who did the killing

 

sang him  still  deeper

deeper and deeper 

 

 

and she Flew

 

Zennor wedding   Mark Littler   September 2013

 

 

 

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