Flourishing in the same pot,
each green heart is a poem
working against the same
constraints.
There is no need
for rhyme or meter. Time
and space are endless-
ness enough.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Flourishing in the same pot,
each green heart is a poem
working against the same
constraints.
There is no need
for rhyme or meter. Time
and space are endless-
ness enough.
So nice!