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Alex McKeown

Poet and Translator

a sonnetling
who never
grew
to see the fruits
of sonnethood
never soared
from its tree
its wings were cut

before its lines
were said
as others
descend
my sansonnet
is dead

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Published In: fourW twenty-eight Published: November 2017

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