Tag: Poem-a-Day
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24.04: PAD Day 23 – Book
A poem starting with a line from Poem for Passengers by M. Zapruder and ‘writely‘ molested by Shakespeare (unlikely, but possible) A 33 Word Poem Like strangers on a trainwho find themselves movingin same directions, looking out the windowwithout downing books,thus Fate, that strumpet, doth but feignto keep our marginsfree of stain.
It's Still Life 