There sings a dream.
Its beauty transcribes
the moment
the song
and secures a promise.
In a meadow on the banks of the river
it begins with a gathering.
It is a good song.
Sing.
Created from The Book of Operas by Henry Edward Krehbiel from Wave Poetry
Reblogged this on Poetry and Icecream.
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Very interesting form — thank you for sharing the explanation in “What is an erasure poem?” … will have to try!
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Thanks for looking at my new blog Becca. Please let me know when you’ve done one 🙂
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I will as soon as I figure out just exactly how to go about it!! LOL 😀
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