Cassandra Marks : Writing

Mythopoeia

Mythopoeia

A Poem by Cassandra Marks


You spoke of the dying and reviving god.That paradign of mythic tale.The cycle of winter into spring, replayedin fantasies. The king is dead.Long live..
Indefinite

Indefinite

A Poem by Cassandra Marks


I could stay thisway indefinitely.Barely breathingin the dust-heavyquietude of objectslong since lifeless.I feel like myself onlywhen remembering.
Shards

Shards

A Poem by Cassandra Marks


The silencetransported meto that time and place,the fragile stillof frozen air.I tried to graspat sensation,longed to retrievethe intangible.How to su..