From wc721@freenet.victoria.bc.caThu Jun  1 12:03:03 1995
Date: Thu, 1 Jun 1995 07:11:22 -0700
From: "Jacquelyn J. Smith" <wc721@freenet.victoria.bc.ca>
To: babylon5-creative@netcom.com
Subject: Poem - "Dushanka Maria"



	Here is a short poem I've been working on. The title is from the
episode "Born to the Purple" in which Ivanova's father calls her "Dushanka
Maria" or "Little Song".  If I've spelt or interpreted it wrong please let
me know, I'm trying to locate a Russian/English dictionary later today.

			

		Dushanka Maria
		--------------
		by Jacquelyn J. Smith



Stealing a reflection from others
She views herself.
The surface affects
Efficient, guarded, honour.
Beneath lies a fortess
Secured at every gate.
Very little gain access,
And fewer return.

Sometimes she is close...
Forgetting the craters dug around her soul,
Pebbles start to fill tiny crevices.
A narrow path forms;
Then she remembers.
The rocks are excavated.
It is easier this way
Colder, cruel, callous.

Isolated from her own thoughts
She calls out, screams, hides.
There is no noise
Only emptiness, in the void of space.
No one hears her loneliness
On the desolate, unfeeling moon
Shining in the night.
Still, alone, but sought after.



Well, there it is.  All comments and criticism gratefully accepted. 
Corrections to follow if needed.  No infringement of Babylonian
Productions and/or Prime Time Entertainment Network intended.

--
jacquelyn j. smith
wc721@freenet.victoria.bc.ca
*A Babylonish dialect
Which learned pedants much affect.*  		Samuel Butler, Hudibras