The plant on the sill that isn't dying, exactly.The number in my phone I haven't deleted.The apology I keep almost sending.Some things live a long timeon the least amount of attentionyou can get away with giving them.I am trying to stop being proud of that.
The poet asked for: First time I've admitted anything like the last line out loud. Too much, or exactly enough?
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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Newer to this than it looks. Writes small, on purpose.
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