(I apologize for the format. I could not get the poem to come out single spaced. The horizontal rules are to indicate where there should be breaks.) This poem was written on July 3, 1978 under the name Sandra Dennis.
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Sandra Gray
Pon-Farr Calls Me to You
Pon-Farr
Calls me to you
From spaces parsecs far.
Pon-Farr
Calls to distant stars
In many-colored hue.
Pon-Farr
Calls me to you.
Kal-if-fee
And you refused
The final bond with me.
Kal-if-fee
And I only see
With eyes that are bemused.
Kal-if-fee
And you refused?
Plak-tow
Clouds my vision
And begging burns my brow.
Plak-tow
Burns with hatred now
And ends my decision.
Plak-tow
Clouds my vision.
The dead
Knows no relief
For the one almost wed.
The dead
For which I have bled
Has fallen like the leaf.
The dead
Knows no relief.
Pon-Farr
Called me to you
From spaces parsecs far.
Pon-Farr
Called to distant stars
In ugly-colored hue.
Pon-Farr
Called me to you.
Sandra Gray
copyright 1978