Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Poetry Journals

Ah, April - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways...

Today is the official close of poetry month, though a few of us -ahem- need a another day to finish our journals. 

But, what I've seen so far, looks spectacular!


Fast.
A fish moves
Like a lizard in
The desert.
When you grab it
It shakes like
A dancer in the
Air.





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