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Dusk
comes late
as summer
begins chewing
at the cool edges
of rough spring. Already
many birds have things to say
and the clouds begin taking on
a polychrome luminosity.
– a reverse nonnet.
One comment
Bob Gehrenbeck
Beautiful nonet! I wonder why I like your nonets so much? (I think they are awesome!) Do you have a favorite stanza form (if that’s the correct term) from among the ones you use regularly? Was the nonet one of the first forms you started using after you committed to writing a poem a day? What about the form do you find gratifying?
Beautiful nonet! I wonder why I like your nonets so much? (I think they are awesome!) Do you have a favorite stanza form (if that’s the correct term) from among the ones you use regularly? Was the nonet one of the first forms you started using after you committed to writing a poem a day? What about the form do you find gratifying?