American Sentence XXV
The poet tunes a stringless guitar harmonic, sorrowing a song.
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The poet tunes a stringless guitar harmonic, sorrowing a song.
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“sorrowing a song” – such beautiful phrasing!
Thank you! I can hear the music of it!
Ah, sorrow as a verb. Sigh…sorrowing.
Thanks!
I love messing with words and making them different!
Poignant!
thank you!