Monday

March 23, 2008

Lanny Quarles, "Imperfection's Glass," Abraham Lincoln 2 (2008): 30-1.

From eye-rhyme to true rhymes, the sound play makes this poem absolutely fun to read outloud:

according to
the starry
abor tary,
which fleece
as isle dis-
guised, and what
wan mist can
be surmised golden
by miser's lips
now spread up-
on the branch-
ing diligence, (ll.17-28)

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