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Reducto Nostalgia: quatorzain
Some folks who wax nostalgic will believe that all the future’s answers can be found back in a yesterday that never was which lingers, like some land of make believe: a place where truth and justice are dispensed like manna … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, blindness, fate, ignorance, illusion, nostalgia, poetic forms, quatorzain
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Smoke and Mirror: poulter’s measure
The world of late is full of crashing sound and blurry vision, a thunder crash inside a cloud – lost in indecision. Some claim that sunshine lurks around the corner, only waiting for those who dare beyond the haze, past … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, alexandrine, confusion, darkness, fog, fourteener, hate, illusion, poetic forms, poulter's measure, sight
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Simple Ways: pantoum
Some say that simple ways are still the best; as we add complication, things decline. How we live puts that principle to test: it’s so subjective, what one thinks is fine. So, adding complication wreaks decline? Stop making babies; that’s … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, illusion, life, living, Malayan verse forms, pantoum, poetic forms, simplicity
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Blank Canvas: kyrielle
Believe it: in a moment’s time, what plans you’ve made can all unwind and with a splash of turpentine your canvas is again a blank. No matter the expense and time in pigment, brushes, sweat and wine, no other act … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, death, French verse forms, futility, illusion, kyrielle, life, mortality, painting, poetic forms, tabla rasa
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New Directive: glosa, glose, gloss
Back out of all this now too much for us, Back in a time made simple by the loss Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather – Robert Frost Back out? How far? … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, destiny, Directive, dream, glosa, glose, gloss, illusion, nostalgia, poetic forms, Robert Frost
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The Fall of Because: epilog
Of what’s been done, and heard, and seen, one might well ask, “What does it mean, that this and thus, in such a way should through their actions in this play express a meaning, none too clear, expose a hidden … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, bravery, court, epilog, epilogue, futility, illusion, poetic forms, politics, reality
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Fit to Print: englyn unodle crwca
What’s fit to print is not news. Our bitter, contrary views are merely stuff we seek to use as new fuel; like fools, we think we choose to fight false with what is true, wielding light that will burn through … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, balance, englyn unodle crwca, fiction, illusion, news, poetic forms, reality, truth, Welsh verse forms
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