Occult Diptych, for the Children’s Room

[My amateurish dabbling in formal poetry continues with two more villanelles. Something about the restriction and repetition leads one on to these legendary-fantastical themes that are otherwise not to my taste. Maybe there is a future in YA verse?] The Seer The seer hears the pulse flutter under the stone. As a boy he bundled … Continue reading Occult Diptych, for the Children’s Room