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What are words - A Florilegium poem

What are words other than coffin nails be? Who does it belong to when it rails me? An empty vessel at best that bails thee. Lend me your ear and draw your heart near; my words might seer, but hark the raw fear. The poets have been forcibly silenced. We view circumstance through a narrow lens, a plethora of senseless violence. If all hope wanes, could you remain sane? What would you gain if empathy feigned? Trying to explain a poem, words fail me— it’s not a chair till someone rests his rear.* We can only grow if given free rein in our lonely pursuit of excellence. 16/09/2021 POETIC FORM: Florilegium (see my article: A rose by any other name: Florilegium, DD Jule 2021) *Its essence is in its purpose... The idea of the chair preceded its existence. The idea of the chair contains its purpose. From Plato’s Theory of Forms. __________________________________________________________ POETS NOTES I deviated from the iambic metre in the triplets, rhyming a masculine rhyme (lens) with the feminine rhymes (silenced & violence) in the second triplet. I used double rhyme in the first triplet: nails be/rails me/bails thee, where the stress falls on the first word and both words rhyme with the corresponding words in the three lines, plus ‘fail me’ in the final stanza. I employed leonine verse in the couplets, and used conjunctions and, but, & if.

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Date: 10/17/2021 9:31:00 PM
Thought provoking. Very clever write, Suzette.
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Suzette Richards
Date: 10/17/2021 9:33:00 PM
Thank you, Karen.