Peril Sonnet, David Baker
april is: a poem a day for national poetry month
Peril SonnetDavid BakerWhere do you suppose they’ve gone the bees now that you don’t see them anymore four-wingedamong flowers low sparks in the clovereven at nightfall...
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Sonnet with a Different Letter at the End of Every Line, George Starbuck
april is: a poem a day for national poetry month
Sonnet with a Different Letter at the End of Every LineGeorge Starbuckfor Helen VendlerO for a muse of fire, a sack of dough,Or both! O promissory notes of woe!One time in Santa Fe N.M.Ol’ Winfield Townley Scott and I … But whoa.One can exert oneself, ff,Or architect a heaven like Rimbaud,Or if...