These poems are in response to the comic book Seamus is currently inking/visioning.
Refulgence
It was a new text, and
his refulgent eyes shone in it brightly.
no sudden darkness, for a candle was lit.
The text did not contain any life, it was
a story about something stationary, an inanimate thing
in a place filled with nothing.
Its brevity alarmed him (there could be no plot without a life)
but its few words contained poignancy.
Effulgence: The Middle of the 17th Century
Poignancy!
Poignancy, Poignancy!
To be free, the trees and moss!
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