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Son of a Witch

An Ekphrastic Sonnet

By D. J. ReddallPublished 26 days ago 1 min read
Odilon Redon, "Caliban on a Branch," 1881

Imagine being a sorceress’ son

Strange, unsightly, full of frantic passion;

Fonder of the soft moon than the harsh sun

Wildly free, though not devoid of reason

Lord of a lonely island, ocean sprayed

Its laws written by your own, throbbing heart

Until, by strange visitors, landfall’s made

And you must be a thing in others’ art

A guide and teacher first, but then a slave

By foreign power slighted and abhorred

To rage and weep, consigned to a dark cave

A usurper’s on your shore safely moored

All who have known liberty and then chains

Can understand poor Caliban’s sharp pains


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D. J. Reddall

I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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Comments (6)

  • Rachel S25 days ago

    once again, creative and profoundly written! Great job!

  • Margaret Brennan26 days ago

    hmm; very interesting. never looked at it like that. puts a whole new perspective on dark magic.

  • Andrea Corwin 26 days ago

    The ending … 😞 nice job and I loved the photos.

  • Holden Atencio26 days ago

    Its laws written by your own, throbbing heart Sadly, tides turn.

  • That was so dark and poignant. Loved your poem!

  • Lamar Wiggins26 days ago

    Wow! That was really creepy to me (in a good way). The photos add to the effect. How do you get the photos to come out in a landscape format?

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