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Wake Up: sonetto rispetto
Wake up! The dawn is rapping at the shutters! There is no time to lose, nor waste away; you must begin to clear out all this clutter that gives you an excuse to sleep all day. Believe this: if the … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, awareness, convenience, dawn, machines, poetic forms, resistance, sonetto rispetto, sonnet
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What Now?: Sicilian sonnet
What now? Is there sufficient cause for reaching beyond the edge of darkness? Will we find ourselves subjected to more endless preaching? Are we fit students for any new teaching? And what good any lesson merely bleaching the past of … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, brotherhood, causes, history, memory, poetic forms, sanity, Sicilian sonnet, sonnet
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One Cause Alone: envelope sonnet
One cause alone cannot sustain our reason. Quite surely in one lifetime are enough good reasons to press on; that is the stuff of all our myths and legends, in their season. Besides, one grows and passes out of childhood; … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, causes, envelope sonnet, justification, poetic forms, sonnet, stamina, sustainability
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Causes Worth Fighting: Petrarchan sonnet
We each must choose the causes worth our fighting from a great myriad of pointless quests designed to breed confusion in our breasts and keep the fuse inside us from igniting. The frivolous is made to seem exciting; it titillates … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, belonging, choices, illusion, life, Petrarchan sonnet, poetic forms, sonnet
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Both Kinds of Good
It should be said (at least one time in jest) that in the world exist two kinds of good to separate what matters from the rest, for use by some discerning soul who could in keening the true nature of … Continue reading
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Tagged balance, blame, daily poems, evil, good, hidden essence, nature, sonnet
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Cannon Fodder
When all else fails (and at some point it will), so all that’s left to us is simply talk, the victors will be those with basic skills for making idle words seem like a walk through all the rhetoric and … Continue reading
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Tagged attention, daily poems, fatalism, history, nonsense, poetic forms, rhetoric, sonnet
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