(Poem #119 on new numbering scheme)
Poetry is about nothing except... itself. Precepts be damned. No. Things speak in their moment. No.
– another englyn penfyr. I kind of broke the caesura rule, though, in the first line. I’ll get the hang of it…
(Poem #119 on new numbering scheme)
Poetry is about nothing except... itself. Precepts be damned. No. Things speak in their moment. No.
– another englyn penfyr. I kind of broke the caesura rule, though, in the first line. I’ll get the hang of it…