“You know W.B. Yeats?” , he asked.
“I just know that he was a great modern poet, right?” , she replied.
“Yeah,What a great poet! Do you know he loved a girl and never got her?” 390 more words
What’s this? Another ode? You may be wondering what my fascination with this form is. I acknowledge that by having two of the same form of poetry in a row could give this blog a one-note feel to it, but I can explain! 815 more words