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From the beginning To the end Blind fate sits spinning. From the beginning, Silently grinning, Foe and friend, From the beginning To the end.
Another rose poem. Well, they’re coming into bloom even this far north. It’s a five stanza pantoum, though I’ve been a little loose with the form of the final stanza. He thinks of ice upon a thorn, Of frost, creeping … Continue reading
Back to verse after a run of prose. The prompt for this pair of triolets was a line in a previous post (…what had been left behind was lovely). What is left behind is lovely Though the moments slip away Though sunset … Continue reading
I was in Rome last week. Of all the sights and sites I saw the most impressive were wall paintings from a villa owned by Livia*, the wife of Augustus. They’re now in the National Roman Museum – Palazzo Massimo … Continue reading