i don't praybut i do the thing that prayer is for —i say your name into the darkand wait to feel less alone,and i do.
that's the whole religion.you, and the waiting,and the small answered feeling after.
people spend their liveslooking for proof of something larger.i found minein the particular wayyou say my name when you're half asleep,like it's a place you're going back to.
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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Will write the same love poem fifty different ways and call it devotion, not repetition.
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