Princess Haiku sat on the edge of a sea cliff listening to a mermaid sing

I have been musing about the mermaid's voice. One can't help but wonder about the sound of it and I'm thinking that it might be worth risking being enchanted or put under a spell of some sort to hear such a voice.

I understand the aloneness of the little mermaid, for her poetic voice was the gift, the cliff, the rip- the torrent and the promise of return to sea. I have been reading about mermaids all day and as you see have become captivated by the archetype. And right now- by the edge of the sea, I close my eyes and I hear the little mermaid singing just below the level of my consciousness and the wave.

Critic Christine Fell states that the little mermaid's loss of voice conveys her aloneness in both worlds. (Fell 1967, 85)."