Scriptum Amor
An Ekphrastic Sonnet
“You can make anything by writing.”
--C.S. Lewis, The Screwtape Letters, 1942
Can anyone be made by writing?
If, simply by means of humble scribbling
I can conjure each fiber vibrating
Every cell, and send each circulating
Through your swift veins and throbbing arteries;
If I can weave each hair and light your eyes
Map your brain’s grey hills and silver valleys
Chart the contours of your throat, waist and thighs
Imbue your mind with thoughts that scandalize
Incline your palate toward bittersweet
Fashion charming memories and white lies
Smiling triumphs and purple bruised defeats
Will Aphrodite smile at what I’ve wrought?
At last, will she grant me the one I’ve sought?
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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