Best Corncob Poems

Calling and hooting
to the wind tiptoeing
along the terrified face
of the wriggling curtain
looking through the window
at the trees and their dark ghosts
casted upon the blood of
the moon o'er the floor-
where loll a breathless frog
silent as a voiceless doll,
the wind to the wall came
now pulling on the...

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