Sunday, August 1, 2021

And Most Mornings We Feel Something Like This

Freedom tends to the repetitive, too.
Someone who can do whatever they want
Will do lots of pretty much the same things.

You’d never guess it, for instance, but this
Is a poem in free verse. It’s got stanzas
And lines of regular syllables, yes,

But it’s just the lazily unfurling
Freedom of verse that doesn’t have to be
Anything it doesn’t feel like being.

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