Bride of Frankenstein, a Poem by Mark Tulin

Not as pretty as a porcelain doll,
but you come close

in just the right light
without the least bit of strain
from hand-pumping
your hourglass figure
under the fullest of moons
with the deepest of breath

of the most perfect storm,
you become fully alive
in your plasticine glow.


Author, poet, short story writer from Santa Barbara, California. I write about a variety of topics, from my early childhood in Philadelphia, to my years as a family therapist, and finally to my soul-searching present in California. These are narratives that may have a humorous or serious content or both. Either way, I hope my poetry and stories resonate with you.

12 comments on “Bride of Frankenstein, a Poem by Mark Tulin

  1. Beautifully described!

  2. Deceptively simple at first glance, but forces you back for multiple readings. Nice!

  3. It evokes many interpretations and great pictures

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