#draculasdirge

[thepoeming-draculasdirge]

April 15: The suburban fancies are the most dangerous

spend the night one, out of so many harmless ones

or so I say

we have already read everything, fixed for facts

and the opacity of our bodies was all we had in common

in a world which is one half shut from the light there is no aperture for apology

[This is a found poem made of words located on page 200 (title) and pages 84, 95, 199, 241, 244, 245, 249, 255, and 257 in the source text.]

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. 1897. April 15 2025.

[fanggirling]

I

see

no

light

in

life

—

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 127

[thepoeming-draculasdirge]

April 13: Let us turn our inner eyes to a wink of sleep

I could do nothing with sleep fastened on the outside

have patience; tomorrow night, tomorrow night is ours

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 130 and 131 (title) and pages 46, 47, 54, and 152 in the source text.]

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. 1897. April 13 2025.

[fanggirling]

nonsense sends love spells

perpetually murmuring

padded room wishes to fools

disassociated into a sort of

coma.

—

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 93

[fanggirling]

sweet ripple

joined subtle change

I seized wild desire

the dark passage to

my very soul—

burning

whole

—

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 43

image source overlay: Elude. Oil on wood by Henrik Uldalen.

[fanggirling]

amongst the bright

sparkling waters, the walls

of my castle— broken, saturine

left me marked

but fortified. they say the people

who are near death change

the atmosphere. believe it.

—

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. London: Constable & Co., 1897. Print. Pg 20

[thepoeming-draculasdirge]

April 30: Another

my heart as to the earth

another round and we shall meet

[This is a found poem made of words located on pages 261 and 266 in the source text.]

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. 1897. April 30 2025.

[thepoeming-draculasdirge]

April 29: Imagination would unseat reason

memory begins to flirt with me

how conveniently we can dream

[This is a found poem made of words located on page 264 (title) and pages 260, 264, and 265 in the source text.]

Source text: Stoker, Bram. Dracula. 1897. April 29 2025.