love a good “O” in a poem, little fearless halo, the line’s volume knob turned all the way up, the stanza’s submarine window through which we glimpse an ocean of thought and feeling
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I also enjoy a properly placed “tis”. So much consonance that the next word(s) gain much more weight. As in: “‘Tis odoriferous piss/ medicinal astringency and marigolds!”
O sorrow see how I have ended you by respecting you because I know that on the day of my final agony you shall attempt to enter into my heart once again
"O covetous tongue, O fat fandango,
O gnat tango in the hot, ochered light,
O wind whirred leaves in subtle inferno,
O flexing of sea, O stars bolted tight..."
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"O covetous tongue, O fat fandango,
O gnat tango in the hot, ochered light,
O wind whirred leaves in subtle inferno,
O flexing of sea, O stars bolted tight..."