It feels like yesterday;
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a boy there lived whom you know
Who spent his life writing of me;
And I spent my life thinking of he.
I did not feel like we were children In this kingdom by the sea
Because the love that we loved seemed like so much more than love--
It seemed like heaven to me.But this happiness was not meant to be.
One dark day a chill came over me.
My fingers were ice
And ,my cheeks like fire.
In this kingdom by the sea,
My beloved stayed right by me. When I awoke ,the chill was gone
And so was he.
I found myself in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.Our love it reached far beyond the loveOf those who were older than we---Of many far wiser than we ---And neither the stones of my tomb Nor the waves of the seaCan keep his heart from me. For not a moment goes by,Without me wondering why Cruel death had to take him from me. And my eyes are closed But inside I know That our love has outlived me. Every night-tide I feel him by my sideMy darling -- my darling -- my very life -- He lies next to me by my sepulcher.Beside my tomb by the sounding sea. -D. Lucianus inspired by Edgar Allen Poe's poem of the same name
I did not expect my first piece on this blog to be a poem, but I was so fixated on completing my illustration of the ghost of Annabel Lee this week that I could not think of anything else. Annabel Lee was the first poem I remember reading and loving. I also really love playing with different perspectives especially of stories that we already know, so both this illustration and the poem were a lot of fun for me.
Do you remember the first poetor poem that really spoke to you? What are some other stories you think would be extremely interesting if told from another character’s perspective?
Because I’m new at blogging, I decided to read a few articles about what you should put in your first blog post. Most of them said to use the first blog to introduce yourself. This is a hard task for me because I want to use a pen name and protect my anonymity. As you may have guessed my real name is not Dana Lucianus, I use a fake name because I think so often people disregard or judge things based on the person rather than the content. I also think an air of mystery makes things more interesting, especially in a time where everyone thinks they know everything about everyone else through social media.
The articles then recommend that you explain why you are blogging. Since before I can remember, I have always told myself stories in order to cope and entertain myself and escape the monotony of everyday life. I was usually alone but not really lonely. I tended to find the stories I made up in my head were way more interesting than the world around me. As a grew older, I began to focus more on the world outside of myself for practical reasons, but I never stopped loving to tell stories. I usually keep the stories to myself or share them with only a few people. I decided recently that I wanted to share those stories, and I thought this was a good medium to do so. Even if no one ever reads them, it is comforting to share stories even if it is the equivalent of shouting words into the void. I also want to share my work because I have always used storytelling and art as an escape. I think escapism gets a bad rap. I have found that stories, even those considered “escapist,” have helped me deal with real life.
This blog will be primarily fiction stories and some original artwork. I may post occasional opinion pieces, but it will mostly be a creative writing blog. I hope I can connect with people who like reading my stories, other authors, and people who will critique my work so I can improve it. Anyone who wishes to get in contact with me can reach out through the comments on my blog posts or through the information I provide on my contact page. I am excited to embark on this new adventure!