"A year awry" [form?]
I'm reaching the tail
of an angular year
it rests oblique
things aren't clear
what do I seek?
where do I sail?
I'm reaching the end
of a year quite strange
in dream it swims
enigmas range
the outline dims
what's it portend?
I'm reaching the close
of a year awry
it careens along
the fish I'd fry
in freshets throng
I yet suppose
3 Comments:
Perfect last line. enjoyed it.
how can you have browsed here & caught the fish of this poem so promptly? I posted it a minute ago!
Yes, the last-line is wistful, isn't it?
thanks,
d.i.
lovely.
effing lovely.
dont care about the form, at all :)
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