we now
perfected once
were raw unfinished stuff
of passions dissipated hence
to dust
Non-factional opinion, fiction, poetry and occasional humour
we now
perfected once
were raw unfinished stuff
of passions dissipated hence
to dust
An odd thought, perfected once?
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Well I like the ambiguity of avoiding punctuation. In this case you could suppose a comma after perfected – if you like…
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Ambiguity is good, it is food for thought. No-one takes the same meaning from a poem. I’d be worried if they did.
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