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#077: it’s hot (cinquain practice)

not now! forearm hot skin shouted up to the sun their fried antennas signalling for clouds
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#076: heavy
today when gravity called their kin down to the cooling soil all my limbs answered at once
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#074: stitching knowledge back to health (a nonet)

She tightened their inanimate spines the chiropractor of aged books de-threaded by keen readers enraptured by story mending carefully she remembered when wise trees were mere leaves
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Sunday Round-Up 18/07/2021

–SUNDAY ROUND UP– A few things I’ve found useful/inspiring this week of the #100repchallenge: Poetic Forms This week I experimented with the Lune form in two poems #071: An awful microwave and #072: FOMO at bedtime. I specifically focused on the Collum lune where the pattern goes 3 words, 5 words, 3 words. An even…