Caveat: Poem #1511 “Self-improvement” 2020-09-19, 05:51 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Blank verse / Book 3 / Couplets and Quatrains / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ The cormorant was glancing up, askance, distrusting land-based creatures' doubting stares. A movement spooked the bird. It gave a cry, and squawking, flapped away to find a fish. – a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter). Previous PostCaveat: Tree #610 Next PostCaveat: Tree #611 “An unbuilt lot at five-mile”