This poem
made it through
three revisions,
four stanzas,
and five minutes
of deep thought and toil.
Her friend was not so lucky-
it was a case of bad blood
and too much water under a ruined bridge.
Wednesday, 31 October 2007
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stumbled upon this site, via your other one, starting out from the evergreen blog of L/B/V -- and skimmed through a few of these lovely poyums.
i esp liked "the cynic" and "the happy fool" (just kidding). i enjoyed this one and will be back to read some more.
i like the light-handed approach to versification that you seem to have (unlike my own stodgy, heavy-handed affairs).
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