The Art of the Sonnet
Last night I said hello
to the little muse
the smaller than usual muse
She was floating toward me
a plaster figurine
on a cloud
but her plaster lips
could not return my greeting.
That's the first part
and in Japan.
Now the figurine
drifts past and turns
a smile erasing
her face
fr. How to Be Perfect
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