For Natasha Piletich
(Henry V, Hudson Valley Shakespeare Festival – 2002)

My sweet fairy, my dancing and singing bird, my dimpled siren…

A tale of love found after much time and effort and patience…

A critical analysis of the poem, Siren Song by Margaret Atwood.

An ode, of sorts.
Part of my forthcoming "Life as we know it" series.

Free writing.

Song about relationships.

If I could go anywhere, be anywhere, and live anywhere it would be the warmth of my bed… beats the grave I suppose. Can’t Stay Here though so I don’t know where I belong; I’m not sure I even want to.

Description of the siren.

A.N.Trani.