Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Page World


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“The trouble with poetry is
that it encourages
the writing of more poetry,”
                    - Billy Collins, The Trouble With Poetry 

An empty page contains
Every possible nuance.
Nouns gather in a circle
As verbs scramble beneath them.
Adjectives pass ammunition . . .

Then everything stops
While the ellipses stroll through,
Holding hands, laughing,
And talking of something else
Entirely . . .

Cowed pronouns huddle together,
Praying that the adverbs 
Can best the dangling participles,
Who seek to breach 
The wall of complex sentences,

Before it all stops
At the bottom of the page.
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