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Bragdon Wood

8.18.2007

wise eyes

This is a one-syllable villanelle... not great, but not easy either.

wise,
fair
eyes.
cries
there,
wise
guys
stare.
eyes
prize
where
wise
skies
flare.
eyes
rise.
pray'r-
wise
eyes.

- carl -- 6:09 PM 0 comments

Labels: Poetry

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