Poor Thing
- Poor Thing
A poor thing, she a pale pearly waif sea foam left behind flat smooth sand past sweet turbulent sea.
A slim thing, weak moving as wind would have her tumbling air to dissipate dissolve one windy quiver brief.
A timid thing, longing hate attaching self to Man o’ War for poison as much as substance shift to sting a bit but only know unownable relief. [End Page 328]
C. R. Resetarits’s poetry and fiction have appeared in numerous journals, including Kenyon Review, Gender Studies, Mississippi Review, and Fabula. Her most recent work will appear in Battle Runes: Writings on War (Editions Bibliotekos, Brooklyn, NY). She recently moved to Lubbock, Texas, after several years in the tiny village of Hursley, Hants, United Kingdom. She is acclimating. [End Page 329]
