a descent into poetry insanity |
| No Words twilight falls, with cricket song and ten million bullfrogs croaking their love-words to firefly stars, no silence on this cloudy shore except us, my head on your arm, our breathing synced together. Overwhelmed this morning, the world bled before my eyes, crimson welling from the walls, from my keyboard, from the corner of page ninety-six, everywhere my fingers landed, blood. and me, no bandages left. April 26—Sijo (Korean poetic form) 3 lines of 13-17 syllables each, sometimes divided into 6 lines. Write two sijo poems: 1 of 3 lines, 1 of 6 lines… My info on sijo comes from a wonderful children's book. More info: https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/sijo-poetic-form |