Philomela's Missing Tongue.

[Tak-Jak]

Tabletops
set her off;
spinning plates
on Saturdays.

Dripping syrup,
while rising up;
she’s got a day
to resonate.



If the mouth can deliver news,
than the hands can bring about motion sickness.

A heart divided between ten swaying fingers,
that colour commentate the parting of worlds.


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Author's Comments

I really tried to expand but this is all she had to say.

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[Xahmen]

While the inspiration is obviously from the link, is this going to go into your sequencial?  

[KirbyVictorious]

I understand what you meant by this, Remy.

And it's not just with weaving tapestries, it's with writing, and piano, and anything you put time and care into.

Wow. You are so poetic. <3  

[Tak-Jak]

Hmm, I have yet to decide Damien.
She has spoken to me, like the others..

But I am not sure it is as much as a character study,
Then actually just putting a personality into (post-) modern times.

And on a side note, I knew the mythology.. so it is just to help for your own references. So it actually makes sense to those unfamiliar.  

[KirbyVictorious]

3nodding

Beautifully done, Takkun.  

[Voxxx]

You must really love plucking at people's heart-strings. I always considered Philomela one of the saddest stories in Greek mythology. I don't think I need to tell you it was beautiful--it just was.  

[Tak-Jak]

Never, do I pluck at people's heart strings.. The wind brings their voices into my ear.. and whispers their sad tales.  

[KirbyVictorious]

It's amazing that you can hear people's stories like that, Remy-chan. I wish I could just listen to one, just to know what it's like.

But then, all are forms of reading Dust, yes Cara-chan?  

[Tak-Jak]

It is not really, being aware of the voices in my ear..
Most come to me at night.. whether I am already asleep or just laying in bed. But I always leave my window open for the breeze to come through.  

[KirbyVictorious]

3nodding a lot of inspiration comes from lazing about. Someone (can't remember) once said "What no wife of a writer can understand is that he is working just by gazing out the window."  

[Paid2Panic]

It's all she does. Sits in that bay window looking out with a notebook and a mug of coffee.