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It could be just me and the mood I'm in, or maybe the nagging sound of form's repetitive nature, or the words "candelabra" and "bumptious" which don't invoke spring to my ear, but this feels stiff and unspring-like (I guess that's where the title comes in?). It doesn't feel like it sprung from inspiration, but rather from the challenge of writing a spring poem in triolet form.
As Michael says, there's no "twist" or "wink".
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