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Mixing My Metaphors

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I sit in my old car, a ninety-eight and listen not close to the music. The weather is cold, it’s January; and the sound, I guess, could be classic. I think of the meter as I write down, anapestic, or maybe iambic. Now, I know, you’ll stop and count out each line; if you’re like […] Continue reading →

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Tit for Tat

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One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading →

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