LiamA Poem by Eric PudalovThis is dedicated to my friends' newborn child, Liam Von Korff.his miniature pink hands and feet are journeying across a glass island, where he is guarded silently by the column of white dolphins, the sentinels of day, who need no sleep.
he speaks the wordless language of half-formed consonants, facial expressions, to communicate with mother, father, and his guests alike.
his eyes shine a distant brilliance, that speaks to the rain spirits, wordlings who walk on water and soar through the dreams of children, knowing that their alchemistic wisdom exists.
© 2014 Eric PudalovAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorEric PudalovAtlanta, GAAboutI've been writing for a very long time, but now starting to take it a lot more seriously. I primarily write poetry and articles. I'm not currently taking read requests because I have too many, s.. more..Writing
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