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Tag Archives: rime royal
What Good is That: rime royal
What is the Truth, that we spend all our days, from birth to death, imagining so fair that we invent, seek to avoid or praise some vain ideal constructed from thin air, that as illusion is beyond compare; it casts … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, decision, Geoffrey Chaucer, illusion, poetic verse forms, power, rime royal, truth
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Wounded to the Core: Chaucerian stanzas
If you would comprehend the world at all, imagine this: a place so pure and wild it knows just spring, not summer yet, or fall. Like a capricious, spoiled and errant child it knows not between sacred and defiled, but … Continue reading
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Tagged Chaucerian stanza, death, decay, earth, poetic forms, rebirth, rime royal
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The Confession of Revenge: rime royal or Chaucerian stanza
There is no good in a war of revenge, which at best requires its combatants cold while for its public approval depends upon hot blood if it is to be sold (and hue and cry, if the plain truth be … Continue reading
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Tagged Chaucerian stanza, confessions, daily poems, revenge, rime royal, war
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