by Cerriwiden
Flawless:
"Who listens here where once
dandelion seeds rose to sky?
Now excommunicated from sun,
ghost flowers lie,
paved beneath intentions."
I cannot tell who wrote what,
but, this one line does not fit
"Olympus is shrouded in centuries."
Would have picked something closer to the time, place, implied.
and with your words I hear. Finally some poetry here... finally...
jim : )
Talk about setting the stakes high! I'd be surprised if any better poem comes out of the challenge. Wonderful you two!
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,000 poems.
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