Stefan Monsaureus


Threnody - Poem by Stefan Monsaureus

Punctuation
and rhyme
do not define, do not confine
haste lays waste
to the barking doggerels
aching odes
72 virtues await in heaven
unleavened, with no bread on the table
yet able, if not willing
art for art's sake
grand illusions
mock intellect mocks intellect
arrogant inferiority
evil spirits, come out, and be done


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011


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