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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
Development updates from Twitter:
Long I wandered in the dark, without peace or sleep.
In the hollow, vanity
chased me with a whip.
But fate presented me four windows,
led me a distance in that home.
Where woman-grass sprouts from the sheets.
But dark-haired night laid out the moon.
A lumpy winter dribbled blizzards.
And I, drunk on it all, live on.
In your four windows, winter screams.
The autumn sings,
And birds were hatching in the spring.
I'm looking in.
I splashed in rivers, but in distant
churches kneeled for one thing.
Rend you me from doubt and fear.
Save this house and keep it safe.
Rend you me from rainy gloom.
From lonely nights and
Rend, my angel, me.
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