Villanelle of His Poem’s Penury
Incessant Flux
audio: Villanelle of His Poem’s Penury
Villanelle of His Poem’s Penury
after Ernest Dowson
I was bored, figured, What the hell,
The page is looking rather bare,
And so I made a Villanelle.
I looked around my empty cell
And spun once in my swivel-chair.
I was bored, figured, What the hell,
While it may not work very well
The whim to write in meter’s rare,
And so I made a Villanelle.
You never know, it just might sell,
I’ll do it as a kind of dare.
I was bored, figured, What the hell,
There’s still five minutes ’til the bell
Summons us to evening prayer,
And so I made a Villanelle.
It’s no great work, as you can tell.
If you don’t like it, I don’t care.
I was bored, figured, What the hell,
And so I made a Villanelle.
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