The Wizard of Mudville
An apple fell as far
as Friday afternoon—
before the clock struck out.
And that's when Casey set
his sails to engineer
the dark without a doubt.
He angled dreams—but knots
within his casting turned
true rainbows into trout.
~Greg Perry 2007
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 ...
5 days ago

2 comments:
Well it rhymes.
So you caught that, huh?
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