Poetry / Myth
Little nymph, you call me
I am cool and white, bathing in your smile
while you hover above, a crouching woodland Pan
roguish in your grin, and wild,
flecked with the gold of light
through dappled shadows
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I like how this poem captures the moment. very gothic as if you are under the creature’s (or lover’s) spell, reminiscent of that work of art of a woman with a sexual demon above her.
If I would change anything it would be to have speech marks for “Little nymph”. A full stop after ‘you call me’ wouldn’t work as I see you’re not using stops, but maybe another comma as I read straight onto the next line which didn’t work- so I had to start again, and this stopped the flow of the poem which you are trying to achieve.
I particularly enjoyed the ‘gold of light’ part and how it picks up something magical because it comes out of the shadows. I don’t know if it was intentional but if you look at the shape of the poem it looks like the extended middle finger sign= quite naughty! but appropriate.
Rhythmically it works well with six and five syllables- the two of ‘and wild’ is great at causing impact and a short pause before the final lighting instruction.
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