Poems from ArchaicAdage
Let aristocrats have no place in an aristocracy
I believe in a plan long before the man
Because action is only a verb when pre-fixed by...
Each peak and valley
every high and low traversed smacks of a time and place covered with barely a trace
Discussion of preachers who...
A word, a number
divided in thirds
a consonant
a constant
a cousin of a verb
a strictly linguistic affair
giving man a reason
a...
What a wonder I have conjured
will you wander the streets for me
collecting all the scraps that come into view
Bring them back for me
all...
Robby was a small boy
on his 30,000th day he stumbled upon a toy
A small toy
a wooden boat
down by the lake he jumped in after
saving the...