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Come Out, Come Out: terzanelle
Come out, come out! It’s only rain; the world has not dissolved as yet. The clouds will loose the sun again. It sometimes seems hard to forget that darkness does not rule all things; the world has not dissolved as … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, American verse forms, depression, energy, poetic forms, storms, sunshine, terzanelle
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None Will Come Clean: double dactyl
Higgledy-piggledy, President Blunderbuss spoke through the microphone into the night, his senseless sentences building a fantasy woven from bullshit and wrapped nice and tight. Higgledy-piggledy, our fawning senators there in the gallery gave their applause, praising his policy without much … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, American verse forms, Anthony Hecht, collaboration, destruction, double dactyl, guilt, poetic forms, policy, politics
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