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A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi. (In front of you, a precipice. Behind you, wolves.)

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Gossip Rags and Nonets

Ninth day
Today I'm writing a Nonet. It's a poem which begins with a line with nine syllables and each descending line has one less syllable until there is one. This one is called
No offence, I just picked a random celeb out of the air.
Gossip Rags
Gossip rags presuppose we care for
Those glittery, painted scarecrows 
With nothing inside their heads
And less inside their hearts
Their faces shuttered
They pose for us
© 2015 by H. Linn Murphy

You can find information about Nonets here.

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