Morgana Poem by Geoff Lathy

“I have done nothing but in care of thee,
of thee, my dear one; thee, my daughter,
who art ignorant of what thou art....”
- Prospero, “The Tempest” - Act I, Sc.II.

Silently eloquent,
in a sense,
sullenly oblivious,
of the darkened
fog,
of the roiling
miasma
pervading the air,
choking the skies
above the green leaves
and grime-caked eaves
lapsed into pictures
in a square,
in a cube,
lifeless
in a tube
of influence insidious,
sullenly eloquent,
in a sense,