Brigid Daull Brockway is technically a writer

Brigid Daull Brockway is technically a writer

A blog about words, wordplay, and etymology, with slightly more than occasional political rants.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Univocalic Verse

It isn't right


I sing with him
I sin within his skin
I will sit, if winding winds wish in kind
I will, with him, climb wild in dim night
Fight
It isn't right.
In his dim within, in his thin wisps
Will I wish his whims.




Wait for it, it'll come to you.



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