I.
The moon, above, blinks
with crimson serenity,
A dark, blinding light
II.
Forever there, this zeal
of crimson serenity.
Sleeping dreams, unreal truths
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The Mind's Pursuit of Indefinite Intentions
PuisiA collection of poems from the haiku, sonnet, and ghazal forms written for as a foolish quest to bleed randomness into meaning and back again, just like this description you are just reading. In other words, this anthology constitutes my exercise in...
