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The Great Lies: curtal sonnet
When all at once the world decides to fail, on such and such a day, when pundits claim to clearly see our leaders in the ooze of mad careening chaos, and then rail, without a single scrap or crumb of … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blame, curtal sonnet, decisions, hypocrisy, leadership, poetic forms
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Dictionary Gloss: the E’s
ebullient exuberant, bubbling over with high spirits Beware the fool, whose loud ebullient laugh jumps back and forth, like a cracked phonograph. It’s not a truly happy sign at all; more like the echo of a cattle call. éclat conspicuous … Continue reading
Imagining the Cost: common measure
For those hard up against the wall, imagining the cost they pay for each small victory, compared to what is lost, when those who may yet stand refuse and meekly kneel, or worse, just fold their praying hands against reason’s … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, battle, bravery, common measure, cowardice, hymnal stanza, poetic forms, short hymnal stanza, short measure, war
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Our Sum: clogyrnach
What a world this one’s become: to have begun both deaf and dumb, then learn of singing, the art of bringing love winging; see it come! Who needs make-believe, I wonder, when there’s rain, lightning and thunder that illuminates, feeds … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, balance, battle, clogyrnach, destruction, fate, poetic forms, Welsh verse forms, wonder
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Dictionary Gloss: the D’s
declivity a downward slope And so it seems, with very little fuss, the future’s come: declivity and rust. defalcation misappropriation of funds, a breach of trust concerning money If you would find the truth in situations, follow the money: seek … Continue reading
Let go, let go, let go
Cast your fears into the wind; let go, let go, let go. Release them and start again; let go, let go, let go. There is nothing out of reach, nothing that will fail to teach, nothing hidden in the speech; … Continue reading