The music, don’t worry, carries away in a shopping basket, Frozen peas for a pillow, cool and soft, warm and sweet. Words and sounds decay through the air we breathe a dozen Breaths per minute, inhale, exhale, difficult as the task it Has become, to the point of exhaustion as we merely complete A sentence, [...] [...]
This English professor, this old guy, I really liked him, asked the class if we made a list before we went to the grocery store. “Tell me about the list.” “What about it?” some fool would take the bait. Then he’d drag it out of the fool, too foolish to see or to even care [...] [...]
What is worse than beginning a poem with single question? Would you agree that two questions at the beginning of a Poem are worse than one? How could such questions improve This rhetoric when readers simply won’t agree the best one Is their last and, most likely, only distraction. Designer Java Tides erode smiles, warming [...] [...]