AlchemyA Poem by Ann Elise Monte Sunset over the Yarra river. I step into the waning light, The Mikado ringing in my ears. A cool stone balustrade Polishing my fingertips. The river glimmers in the twilight, Set ablaze by dying sunbeams. Gilded ripples rolling gently Across the tranquil surface. Those gilt-framed few minutes, Between the daytime and the night, When for once the dead brown Yarra Transmutes as if by stone. © 2011 Ann Elise Monte
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Ann Elise MonteFantasyland, beside a mass grave of dead story ideas, AustraliaAboutI'm an nineteen-year-old Australian university student. I write Young Adult fiction and my longer works tend to contain strong fantasy and romantic elements. My shorter works have more variety because.. more..Writing
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