Here again, before the rain, the sediment before the shame
The same—no one no thing to blame.
In plain and perfect parallels, in dusty caramels
Emerges from a will unnamed, its leafy citadel, the beauty of a beast
So plain still yet implausible.
Farewell, simplicity—felicity now feasts where once reigned parables
And vain reclaims the stately moods,
The earthy rising, misnamed moralizing, omens tantalizing.
Permission feigned; ambition gained:
The reckoning before the rain.
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Poems for Peculiar Children
PoetryThis is a second anthology of my more whimsical and curious poems. They aren't so much for children, though anyone can read them!