Caveat: Poem #1306 “The city as machine” 2020-02-27, 06:03 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Blank verse / Book 2 / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ The city's limbs were crafted stone and wood, extending out across the rolling plain. Thin vessels made of steel and copper wire assisted in connecting place to place. – a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter) Previous PostCaveat: Tree #420 Next PostCaveat: The storm like people