Monday, November 25, 2024

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Amelia.

"named storm"

strive on gossamer staggering
shadow problems oppress
stark premise
in the drivethrough druthers
yield to a yeckate* limp

Fearful for my Government Job, Dreaming of Retirement, I Think of Tu Fu.

"MURDER OF CROWS (Triolet)

A murder, from a garden, rose
and left us in the dying light.

The sky is red now—no one knows
a murder from a garden rose.

It’s rare to see so many crows—
and now they’ve gone to gather night.

A murder from a garden rose
and left us in the dying light."

--@anthonyetherin.bsky.social

Empty Trainload of Sky.

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* to drive a car (Nadsat)

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