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A Shortcut to Summer (Free verse) by Enkidu Take all the months:
February,
December,
Even the September sun
Leave them out to spoil and cry
To see them so.
Watch all the umber, oval arcs
Of Autumn cross the trees
As leaves fall and drift;
Fall again.
Wound the world to bleed over
Winter. Bow to the solstice's revival.
Because Spring greens;
Glows and toils,
Whilst all the pretty knives
Come up from the earth
To grow, to die.
Up the ladder:
To The Modern Black Standard
Down the ladder:
Forbidden
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Posted: December 31, 2005 12:16 AM PST; Last modified: December 31, 2005 12:16 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.166884 Overall Rank: 5019 Comments:
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Dovina @ 209.247.222.83
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1-Jan-06/9:03 AM
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Wound the world?
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Enkidu @ 207.200.116.132
> Dovina
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1-Jan-06/12:37 PM
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pronounced "woond"
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Dovina @ 209.247.222.86
> Enkidu
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1-Jan-06/4:24 PM
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Yes, of course. Using second person consistently is a good method. So why the last verse? Why not: "Green the spring . . ."
whilst all the pretty knives...
is a sweet line 178 view(s)
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