Mythic Dawn

In that gauzy interlude
Between sleeping and waking
Beige archetypes
Cast spells on an unsuspecting slumber.

Wickedly do they dance
Now caroming like dervishes
Spectral and muted,
Substantial as clouds,
Now clear, now murky,
Prescient, on tiptoe,
Wary and watchful.

And in that tesselated
Pattern cast through the mind’s portcullis,
They creep like chessmen
Intent on military stratagems
Maneuvering mightily and moodily
Summoning courage to launch
Yet another interlude spinning
Off  into the incandescence of tungsten.

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About Connie

Connie Pursell is a baby boomer and a technical writer in the world of healthcare claims. Did Jesus Have a Cat? is her first book of essays. Connie misquotes Shakespeare: “Some are born quirky, some achieve quirkiness, and some have quirkiness thrust upon them.” She thinks she was born quirky but didn’t find her voice or full quirky potential until her later years. She grew up in Lancaster, California and earned a BA and an MA in English from Cal State University, Long Beach. In addition to essays, she also writes poetry – a couple of poems are included in the book. She is active in volunteer activities, makes beaded jewelry and lives in Laguna Niguel, CA with her three cats.