Once again you have written an incredible poem. I particularly like this bit:

She says to me her twisted days-

of being no one,
sweetness, bitterness,
build-up emotions

Absolutely stunning. You've captured her so succinctly. The last two line brought this to a wonderful closure.

I really love the first line "within balance" that was great.. although in that stanza m not sure why there's no space between emptied and by

Nice word choice with "mystic wedlock" and "tempest reincarnation"

I love the idea of the modern queen and the way you describe her that was really great

I hafta say Im not big fan of the sometimes there... I dunno it just struck me as odd, but that might be me... I do really like the image of the dress sticking to her though

Beautiful description of her eyes and hair and smile.. it's beautiful... also the parenthesis of (n) (almost)

the ending is a really powerful as well.. though I might put the part in italics on a separate line...

Anyhow it's a really beautiful piece adn I love the whole comparison to Helena...

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This is very cool. Again, very original poem. It's like a character sketch. It seems like it has steampunk/cyberpunk elements to it - a mix of old and modern.

You've done it again! Another amazing piece. The word choice is perfectly fitting for a poem like this. The imagery is beautiful. Well done!

My favorite parts were "Fancy dress sticking to her, / with hot sweat and rain." and "She says to me her twisted days-" (I don't know why I like that line, I just really do) and the ending, which is so perfect and fitting and the reason why I'm adding this to my favorites.
Is she dead? Because it seems to me like she's dead. Maybe I'm really slow, or maybe I'm just bad at trying to interpret things, but I think she's dead.

This is a very... victorian style poem, for me. I love how you painted her atributes and how you specific you used your descriptions.

My favorite line: 'There is a fresco she sits on that is
Painted by colored water and emptiedby sunlight'

Gorgeous :)

That's...awesome. I can't totally explain it in words... The lines really reached out, as if they were a reality, as if they were a 3D come to life.

These last lines were simply beautiful, awakening to the world.

"Helena, (my lady)
She's still there in the fresco (now in ruins)"

beautiful. simply beautiful.