Murmurings of Rainfall's Ghost (Rondelet)
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We rain through time
congealed in memory's malaise.
We rain through time
and steel, on carcasses and slime,
with secrets washed from yesterday's
forever. In this methane-haze,
we rain through time.

Such a direct simplicity and elegance, it is difficult to find anything blaringly weak or incorrect about the poem.


Perhaps you could mess around with punctuation in order to give a different look at the body of the text---to disrupt some of the ideas.

The ideas are juxtaposed well and are differentiated by the metronome.
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RE: Murmurings of Rainfall's Ghost (Rondelet) - by Thunderembargo - 11-14-2020, 03:59 AM



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