Sunday, April 30, 2017

Hangs The Man (A Sonnet) Comments

Rating: 4.8

Beyond the cusp of man's eternal bough,
On that curving lens where all women sow,
Hangs the Man, imbued with vines, with our brow
And dripping yolk, frowning before the glow
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Riano Harp
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Alix Mangerian 30 April 2017

I like the innovative form! Thanks for sharing!

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