The shape poem, in itself, was a much more impressive feat. I've had metered poetry drilled into my head so much since a lad, it tasted like caramelized candy clamped to my canines. I still enjoy the lyrical, rhymey stuff from time to time, but was steered right into the arms of dear vers libre (free verse).
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Now, I can't just blog and newsfeed post all these little ditties, and play the contests. Got to spread my wings through this community more, get back to reviewing and other activities. I'm like a ghost these days.
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