The Peach
No cathedral window,
made by human hands,
was e’er as lovely as the peach in autumn.
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Untitled Golden Shovel
Writers' Pantry #52 https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/01/writers-pantry-52-years-beginning.html I've been playing with some new, to me, poetry forms. April is the Blogging from A to Z Challenge, and my plans are A-Z of poetry forms. I like to get a head start, especially since I also participate on my other blog. This is a Golden Shovel. It was created by Terrance Hayes, an award-winning poet and professor in New York. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/terrance-hayes The "rules" are: take lines, or one line, from an existing poem take each word and use it, in order, as an end word in your new poem give credit My poem uses the words from the last line of Edna St. Vincent Millay's Time Does Not Bring Relief (Sonnet II), "and so stand stricken so remembering him." I had told him “yes” already, and it’s too late to change that now, so I let my words stand though I am stricken at the thought. I am so cr
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