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A Single Blink: triolet
A moment’s span is very little time; a single blink and half of it is gone. Not long enough to make ambition’s climb, a moment’s span is very little time, which makes its wasting quite a solemn crime. On such … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, French verse forms, illusion, life, poetic forms, time, tininess, triolet
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