A Monday Morning Aubade

Jesi Kay

Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

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6 Responses

  1. This is almost like a prayer or a hymn. It’s beautiful, and it finds you cribbing lines (homage! homage!) from other poets as well.

  2. Cindy says:

    I really love the latter half, Jesi. It very much reminds me of a prayers to the gods. Very beautiful, Milady!!

  3. gapark says:

    At first glance I thought this might be a chiastic poem because of the visual of the lines and the first and last lines repeating. It’s quite lovely.

    • Jesi says:

      Thank you so much.
      I’m not quite sure why I didn’t use a rhyming sequence but I know better than to mess with my muse. I made the lines visual like that because I liked the idea of it representing the beginning of the day, peaking, and then disappearing to start all over again. So that day evanesces into night into day and so on.

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