From September 2007. These were the exercises with which I began to unfreeze the poetical pipes that had been stopped up for more than four years.




Exercises in Cadence

brave idols of a brazen summer
crushed

*

an excellence conceals itself
is mute

*

poets will die
their poems live
and grow

*

the risk of life, its crosses and its joys

*

our disconnected meditations laugh

*

pleasant will be each breath
when autumn comes

*

metropolis, thou many-mouthèd lout!

*

the quiet candles of an eastern church

*

grim entertainment of a needful task

*

pronounce the casual curse
and forfeit grace

*

etcetera begins the balladeer





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Written on 2019-09-24 at 21:33

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