Transmorphing by Özge Lena

TransmorphingÖzge LenaThis Poem was commended for Winged Muse Poetry Competition of Winged Moon Literary MagazineAfter Harpy by Valerie HammondIn seven nights she will burstinto nothing. Now all alone in a creamcoloured void, a woundlike creature, a word hunger like no other.Soon you will meet herin the neon gloaming, after the ruby acheof not writing for a long winter,frost flowers in your heart. Her low wingswill be closed, sharp clawspointing down and down, some frozensadness on her pale face.Sunset’s vermilion beams will bleedinto your lungs as you holdher by hair, unfurl the ribbon to tie itaround your neck, to see your freedomknotted in its silk, and breathelife into her mouth. You will watch herunfold her wings wide, talonswill scratch the soft air when she cloaksyou tight until you morph intoa harpy to write a septet poem in red ink.More from Özge Lena ↓@lenaozge on InstagramYou can find her on Substack @lenaozge where she presents her new approach to poetry, Catapoetry. It is a poetic framework about the interwoven and inseparable catastrophes of our age.You can listen to me read luminous girl lullaby by Özge Lena on Instagram @rembrandts.cure