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Kārlis Drācis
Member since February 23, 2026
Member for 3 months, 17 days
The Loner
Large and lofty bookshelves lined the lower wall
Sitting, lonely, was a man in whom did lay
Hopes of knowing that there'd come a better day—
He was searching olden tomes to calm his soul.
"Dear, may I..." the phrase was uttered, sounding forth—
Echoes spread around him, breaking focused thought,
Ending peace, the rest he had before then bought—
Dreams of southern lands, thus bringing him back north.
"Dear, yes? Dear, what?" Said, and answered he in turn
Scorching thus his dearest's growing, begging eyes
Asked he, "Have you come to claim your sorry prize?"
Saw he nought, but tears, displayed by torchlight's burn.
Woe and sorrow—senses started flooding back—
Spake he quickly, once again, to calm her heart
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"Dear, do stay here; Stay—do not from me depart—"
Late had come his answer, as was heard a crack.
She had left; bereft was he again of hope
Holding nothing but a loos'ning thread of lies
None, except himself received a sorry prize
Only he was left with not a way to cope.
Turning back to tomes unread, his gaze had dropped
To a passage, quickly glancing what it said
Skipping thusly where the murky ink had bled
Where no hope was left, and where all mercy stopped
Turned he over one more page, and left behind
Warnings—written aeons past—and went ahead
Barely noting what his eyes therein had read
Having parted with his soul, he lost his mind.
Just for one minute a moment, I do plead
Listen, heed the word I say of warnings skipped
Do you know what it said, where the ink had dripped
Or it, right this instant, shall I to you read?
"Even kings can beauty often harshly trick
"Even many wisemen love had once enslaved—
"So do not fall prey to such a curse, engraved
"Lest a demon fool you, by the burning wick."
Kārlis Drācis’s timeline
- April 2026
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02 Thu
- March 2026
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21 Sat
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21 SatFirst contest commendation
Neopoet Weekly 03/15/26 t0 03/21/26
with the poem "The Woman on the Windowsill".
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20 FriReceived a critique
on The Woman on the Windowsill from @Lavender
"I, too, really enjoyed this, especially the archaic language within. It enhanced the mystery, gave the poem a sense of darkness. Thank you! Lavender" -
20 FriReceived a critique
on The Woman on the Windowsill from @Geezer
"as though I were transported to the library of my youth, where I read tales of knights, fairies and mystical dragons. I remember reading from tomes of Bullfinch's Mythologies and names I can't remember or may have glanc…" -
20 FriNew follower
@Geezer
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19 Thu
- February 2026
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23 MonFirst publication
A Red Wedding
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23 Mon
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23 MonJoined Neopoet
Membership begins
First poem published 1 days later.
About Me
I mostly write poetry in Bosnian, since my focus is on classical, metered poetry, which I have yet to master in English. I'll do my best, though.
Location: BIH
Recent Work
Contest Wins
| Winning Submission | Contest | Contest Date |
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| The Woman on the Windowsill | Neopoet Weekly 03/15/26 t0 03/21/26 | – |