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Ophelia

by emilyruth5

"If I should die before I wake," Fingers slip into the lake Queen Anne halo Floating lace "I pray the Lord my soul to take," Reeds do pull From leagues below Tendrils snaking to and fro "One world was not enough for two," Such eyes now clouding Though once blue Such hands now wrinkled Once held you Such lips now gaping Spoke so true Ripples in the glassy tension Radiate from each loose limb Perhaps the branch would not have slipped Had she not cared so for him.

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QV
<p>I think that by using the image&nbsp;of Ophelia from Hamlet (the cumination of youth and hopelessness) and adding your interpretation of her last moments, you have created a powerful image. When I read the title of your poem, I was reminded of a poem (with a similiar title) by Arthur Rimnaud, a rebel poet and passed away quite young. I do not know if you intended the poem to be in prose (or because of the website), but adding syntax may aid the flow of the piece (just a suggestion. Q.V.</p>

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