John Lars Zwerenz (1-5-69 / Kew Gardens, New York, USA)
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Lethe (A Sonnet)
LETHE (A Sonnet)
I shall open my satchel and compose anew.
While dreaming, I saunter to the inn for a brew;
After I shall wander to the outskirts of the grove.
A Carolingian chatelaine has fallen in love.
Her bastion’s teeming turrets, and their ancient, stony tiers
Shine above the fountains in the cloistered, marble square.