i said goodbye to the oughts poetry and hello to the tens (and what will soon be the teens) in typical fashion asleep. unaware. careless. as though i myself had dropped the ball Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
Hahah! Superb. And with that delectable piece, the Sieve has avoided its lowest poetry output month to-date. Fitting, one would think.
Hahah! Superb.
And with that delectable piece, the Sieve has avoided its lowest poetry output month to-date. Fitting, one would think.
that was close.
I enjoyed this one. Happy New year.
‘appy tens i spose.
Excellent-