Lines written in dejection near Largs


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and then I wrote you a Christmas poem

a whole page of it

14 lines of iambic pentameters

if you really want to know

yes

a sonnet

I spent a whole night on it

it rhymed

abab cdcd efef

gg

I still remember

that final couplet:

hands that link but do not mean to hold
may grasp forever but their touch is cold

The next morning

I made my sonnet into a paper aeroplane

                                                the             air          
                         it into                                     

          threw

and

                                              

         it 
                     didn’t 
                fly 
                                   either

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