"End of Winter Sestina" -- Backstory *
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Here is a link to a poem I posted yesterday, called “End of Winter Sestina”
End of Winter Sestina
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I woke up this morning to find not one sock That matched a single other sock. So my left foot Sported a white athletic one, striped in loveliness, And my right foot a black one from deep in the dresser. I put on underwear and pants and looked in the mirror, Then a shirt and finally some shoes suitable for a run. I did a dance as the coffee machine beg…
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