Categories
Random Posts
- Let Loose: hir a thoddaidLet loose the chains that bind you to the past; though they restrict, they cannot hold you fast. The future is not set; no die …
- The Dust That Settles Between SculpturesWhen you think of all the time spent constructing a life, each scene cast in its fragile plaster mold and then carefully chiselled and sanded …
- Children of the GardenRooted from the garden of our innocence Cut down crosstown, cross time Casting your petals, careless, wind-borne, spilt from your cup like wine Do you, …
- Let Loose: hir a thoddaid
Recent Comments
- Irene on Some ancient affirmations
- Rekha on No More Sad Weepings of Regret
- Novena on Wake Up: sonetto rispetto
- John on On the Veranda: serenade
Subscribe
Join 298 other subscribersMeta
Tag Archives: double dactyl
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
Posted in Poems
Tagged #BookofForms, American verse forms, Anthony Hecht, collaboration, destruction, double dactyl, guilt, poetic forms, policy, politics
Leave a comment
The Cow Sutra: a double dactyl
Higgledy-piggledy, Tabitha Johnson went to the marketplace and bought a cow, spur of the moment, unpremeditated. She had no need for it but owns it now. Higgledy-piggledy, Samuel Swanson met Tabby halfway home crying the blues. “What will I do?” … Continue reading