"Now Known, the Lady of Shalott"

"Now Known, the Lady of Shalott"

A Poem by Cassie Weller
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A first person narrative of Alfred Lord Tennyson's ballad "The Lady of Shalott"

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I only yearned for sight of life,
for glimpses torn from curs-ed gaze.
What bore the witchcraft none could tell,
but still I sat, chained to its ways.
 
While peasant, lover, king, and guard
continued on as others do-
I leaned in, shackled to the web,
the tapestry of all I knew.
 
No vision past those greying walls.
No sun or stars to light mine eyes,
only the haunt of shadows still
that playful mocked me with their lies.
 
When in the mirror I would see
the days of Heaven gracing all,
The only part of play for me
was looming cloth from chair to wall.
 
Attempted still, each morning new,
I’d sing and hope the whisper told
was nothing but nightmarish dream
and life was waiting strewn with gold.
 
Yet fear and warning held me fast
to only see reflection’s spanse.
There Camelot, in gilded light,
rose up her towers’ hopeful chance.
 
I only longed to see with eyes
what others lived from day to day-
Instead, a mimic tore mine heart
and left me sickened of the stay.
 
Oh Camelot, thy glory held
as paradise to Earth from High!
Why could I not partake of thee?
So close, there weaving dreams, sat I.
 
Year after year the colors blend
from threads injustice daily gave.
The mirror- cursed and blessed for me-
my breath of life and promised grave.
 
On fateful eve, that bless-ed sin,
Sir Lancelot, in gallant stride,
unknowingly begraced the tomb
that ere before I did abide.
 
And then in tortured weakness saw
this knight emblazoned with my King…
a vision for my bleeding heart
that only spun for fleeting dream.
 
At once, without a thought or wait
I fled from shackled, mirrored wall.
My eyes beheld the flit of love
and all from sight my hope did fall.
 
From side to side the mirror cracked,
revealing fate that I had feared.
The curse that bound me to that room,
now broken time and dying neared.
 
The hour had come, too long postponed,
when dark would grip my feeble life.
No days were spent as Lady fair-
of mother or of loving wife.
 
Embracing all I knew to come,
fled I to blessed shore below-
for though none ever called my name,
I would not leave this world unknown.
 
Affixed a cross before the helm,
for only Savior guides the way.
The light of life, amidst the dark-
a flickering of candle play.
 
My fears subsided as I saw
the world I never knew before,
and drifted on in restful sea
the Lady saw her Heaven’s door.
 
I dared not look in strength of days
for curse withheld the joy of sight.
And never love had rescued me
from numbing pain and daily fight.
 
My name, engraved before the prow,
so all would know in Camelot-
the one whose shackled soul was freed...
Forever, Lady of Shalott.


© 2016 Cassie Weller


Author's Note

Cassie Weller
You may want to read the original poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson, "The Lady of Shalott" to understand the backstory. Art piece: "The Lady of Shalott" by John William Waterhouse.

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Kind of speechless work!!!

The word choices and the way the poem reflects the magical vibes of the Poet's words is amazing... The whole poem glorifies an outstanding imagery, with amazing presentation and poetic skill... The picture compliments the poem perfectly... Very well done frnd... A masterpiece tribute to the great poet...

Sincerely
Dhiman

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cassie Weller

3 Years Ago

Wow thank you so much Dhiman! It was such a wonderful piece to write... I love this piece of artwork.. read more
Inject Positivity

3 Years Ago

I must be honest, I was thrilled when I read it, I have hardly read poems like this, most of the poe.. read more
Cassie Weller

3 Years Ago

Awww thank you. I write a little differently than I think a lot do... I often like to blend modern a.. read more



Reviews

Kind of speechless work!!!

The word choices and the way the poem reflects the magical vibes of the Poet's words is amazing... The whole poem glorifies an outstanding imagery, with amazing presentation and poetic skill... The picture compliments the poem perfectly... Very well done frnd... A masterpiece tribute to the great poet...

Sincerely
Dhiman

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cassie Weller

3 Years Ago

Wow thank you so much Dhiman! It was such a wonderful piece to write... I love this piece of artwork.. read more
Inject Positivity

3 Years Ago

I must be honest, I was thrilled when I read it, I have hardly read poems like this, most of the poe.. read more
Cassie Weller

3 Years Ago

Awww thank you. I write a little differently than I think a lot do... I often like to blend modern a.. read more
Absolutely beautiful. So peaceful & longing. A wonderful testimony of faith & redemption. The imagery is stunning - both the pic & the writing.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cassie Weller

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much Pete- it was so fun to write.

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