Hours
and hours
sitting at
the computer
writing report for
friend’s return on Monday.
Now too tired to blog tonight
so will continue Antibes story
tomorrow after a good night’s sleep
having read more of Charlie Fox’s adventures.
This is another attempt at writing an etheree. Exactly one year ago today I made my first attempt but got it wrong. The basic etheree form has ten lines, the first consisting of exactly one syllable, the second line of two syllables, and so on until the last line has ten syllables. An etheree can also be reversed, starting with ten syllables and ending with one. But I wrote one word on the first line, two on the second and so on. It wasn’t until after I wrote my poem on Snow in Brooklyn that I found my mistake.
But the date on the camera is wrong – it was 15/8/2011.
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