Not the plates. We never broke plates.What they heard was quieter than that —a door closed at a specific decibel,footsteps taking the stairs two at a timelike the house itself was in trouble.
They heard nothing, and drew their own conclusions,because nothing, said at that volume,is its own kind of noise.
About free versePoetry without a set rhyme scheme or regular meter, shaped by the poet.
Free verse has no fixed rhyme scheme or regular meter, so there is no rule to check it against. That does not mean it lacks craft. The poet chooses where lines break, how long they run, and what repeats, and those choices shape it.
Listen for Where each line ends, and how that break changes the way you hear it.
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Writes short, writes often. Will tell you if a line is doing nothing.
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