A voice is confused with waves that break impetuously, and I’m dragging myself at the bottom of the sea, caressed by the waters and the delicate touch of a tail that lurks between the lights and the shadows of the ocean. Poem (C): Me “A Water Sprite or Siren” (C): William Henry Margetson “A Mermaid” (C): John William Waterhouse “Ulysses and the Sirens” (C): Herbert James Draper “The…