Friday, April 7, 2017

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I wonder why I track the time
When I sit to write out rhyme
And why I work to make lines scan
When I well know that I can
Write in blank verse or in free
The words I would have others see,
And still they will see them.

I think I am so schooled in verse
That follows forms I have rehearsed
That I cannot from them depart,
And I have to think that art
Is in knowing when to go
Along with forms, or to say "no"
When called to go 'long with them.

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