I hereby grant you the choice, esteemed Mr. Wootton. A beautiful poem.
Sheila
On Tue, Dec 9, 2014 at 2:08 PM, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:
> unwelcome arrivals
> insinuating earth
>
> yet to the blind
> they feel lush
>
> to the child
> they look soft.
>
> the wind
> waves them.
>
> they oxygenate
> air as well
>
> as their man-
> icured cousins.
>
> by whose command
> should we consign,
>
> pluck, relegate?
> weeds we
>
> are all
> in the end.
>
>
> Question: am I 'permitted' in a poem to use punctuation if I choose to go
> all lower case?
>
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