from "The Coming Of Night"
Emily Dickinson
Now it is night in nest and kennel,
And where was the wood,
Just a dome of abyss is nodding
Into solitude! --
Writer’s Digest 94th Annual Competition Rhyming Poetry First Place Winner:
“Plaints of the Old Git”
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Congratulations to Peter Hankins, first-place winner in the Rhyming Poetry
category of the 94th Annual Writer’s Digest Writing Competition. Here’s his
wi...
2 hours ago
4 comments:
Wondrously atmospheric arboreal nocturnes, Nin.
Just my cup of Abyss!
The Night Conflagration
How a grey mould creeps o'er the village
Till the houses rot;
And the odd flambeaux lost men carry
Set fire the to the lot!
That's great! I love it.
I love these photos. Nest and kennel. I think I'm going to try out my nest once more before I need to release the kennel-dwellers. Curtis
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