Lyrical Genius

October 23, 2017
By itsatreepounder SILVER, OCONOMOWOC, Wisconsin
itsatreepounder SILVER, OCONOMOWOC, Wisconsin
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Some words come, while others leave. You can’t copy, it doesn’t help to grieve. 
It’s a story, the words must weave. It won’t work, nobody believes.
It’s all done, the words conceived. It’s in the past, rolling up my sleeves.


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called Sijo


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