Conch Music

Jill Turner
Apr 24
1 min read

So carefully I carry your heart with me

(my art, your heart)

Like a requiem mass for infamy

(my art, your heart)

With rhyme and metre and rhythm and drums

(my art, your heart)

I'll beat away goblins till the morning comes

(my art, your heart)

Let the winds swirl and howl, let the waves rise and fall

(my art, your heart)

As giants fight battles against elves and trolls

(my art, your heart)

A mermaid is singing with a conch by the sea

(my art, your heart)

And you are safe, snug and warm in this book-

here with me.

14.3.2026

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