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The World Begins: bob and wheel
Today the world begins or ends; we celebrate both birth and death, and in between, our lives stretch on in days and nights all much the same. Who is to blame? Some fools would blame the child, while others seek … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, anglo-saxon prosody, battle, bob and wheel, daily poems, defense, doubt, illusion, poetic forms, transformation
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An April Morning: anglo-saxon prosody with a bob and wheel
The sky was shot with grays and greens, and clinging clouds that hung low; from the west, the wind was slight against my face that April night when first I found I’d lost my way; and more, what’s worse, with … Continue reading
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Tagged anglo-saxon prosody, bob and wheel, daily poems, direction, loss, poetic forms, purpose, regrets
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