eclipse Posted March 15, 2015 Posted March 15, 2015 The ghost of Ann Boleyn whistling-echoing the hangman's swing, waiting for a child that will not be born. The proles inertia sings it's spirit ready to be grown to exact a score with a Tudor thorn. A virgin's womb spawns historical theories, bishops warm a paradigm in a barren sovereign crucible. Elizabeth was summoned to a calm tower, not yet wound-mummified in history's tapestry, never to be a bride she would marry the sounds of Spanish galleys shivering with English fire and the crawling traffic of tears on a candle, her reign will avoid history's reflexive cull. Quote
Benjamin Posted March 16, 2015 Posted March 16, 2015 An excellent piece. And how ironical is history: That Henry The Eighth went to such extremes to be rid of Ann Boleyn in his quest for male issue; yet through her, sired Elizabeth The First who became one of the world's most formidable monarchs. Quote
dr_con Posted March 16, 2015 Posted March 16, 2015 A historical delight, rich and well crafted. Enjoyed! Many Thanks, Juris Quote thegateless.org
David W. Parsley Posted June 7, 2015 Posted June 7, 2015 Wow, look what I missed! This is terrific, Barry. The piece bears the sheen of craftsmanship in composition, though a few spelling and punctuation slips might have got through. What fine lines: ... mummified in history's tapestry, never to be a bride she would marry the sounds of Spanish galleys shivering with English fire and the crawling traffic of tears on a candle, Nice! - Dave Quote
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