It was a mother’s heart that wrote Frankenstein.
To galvanise everything that had been taken from her as her dreams did.
To revitalise all her losses with formed words, a creation that survived forevermore.
Three deceased children drumming around her heart,
The unwelcome sacrifice for a work so revolutionary?
It was her resilient spirit and the mourning heart that expulsed its everlasting flame.
The creator of Frankenstein had long been in the making.
Tragedies thrusted upon her female body, the empty bassinets.
Living through grief and pain and poverty and love gone wrong and right.
The plaguing image of a dead mother in the back of her head,
Fates inverted, the sorrows never end.
And it becomes clear that the creature and the monster become exchangeable entities post-mortem.
“Mary Shelley” by Reginald Easton (1807-1893)
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My name is Laura Gentile. I’m of German-Italian descent and I speak five languages such as English, German, French, Italian, Luxembourgish and I’m currently learning Romanian.
I hold a Master of Arts Degree in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Dissertation: The Decadent in Love with his Psychopomp: Thomas Mann's 'Death in Venice' and Adrian Lyne's 'Lolita') and a Master of Letters by Research in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Thesis: Romanticising Decadence and Aestheticising Death: Women as Projection Bodies and Mimetic Identities in Zola’s 'Thérèse Raquin', Schnitzler’s 'Dream Story', Süskind’s 'Perfume: The Story of a Murderer' and Eugenides’ 'The Virgin Suicides').
Author of "Within Paravent Walls". Pentalingual Idealist. Writer of psycho-corporeal Poetry. Creator of Croque-Melpomene & Les Femmes de la Décadence.
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