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The Door
The Door
Too little
has been said
of the door, its one
face turned to the night's
downpour and its other
to the shift and glisten of firelight.
Air, clasped
by this...
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The Door
Too little
has been said
of the door, its one
face turned to the night's
downpour and its other
to the shift and glisten of firelight.
Air, clasped
by this...
From time to time a poet is in residence at the Poetry Archive, talking about poetry with anyone who wants to join in the conversation.
Comic Verse
I'm troubled, as you can tell by my introduction, about comic verse. Comic verse gets bad press because rigid notions of comedy foreground throwaway poems. Surely the best comedy is when the poem surprises us into laughter rather than setting up t... >