Desrosiers rearranged my poem, Something #1, in the comments ("a cool Robert Creeley-ized variation I made by deleting stuff and mostly ignoring scansion") to that post. So now we have this collaborative piece:
Something #2
sitting on the beach
looking at the sea.
nothing to be seen
the ocean swells,
undulations
underwhelming me
I’m mesmerized:
sky, horizon, sea.
"earth is flat" The sea
aligned with that.
nothing to see.
ocean swells.
I see a splash
out of nowhere
surface of the sea...
sitting on the beach
remembering the splash
the swells
mesmerizing.
nothing left to see
until that splash
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
2 weeks ago

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