Today’s poetry assignment is to write a concrete poem about cold using epistrophe/anaphora. I found an old blog post that I wrote and never published about a time when I was little and cried when it snowed in the springtime. It was memorable because it was not a tantrum. It was more like a feeling of sheer hopelessness. I always felt really sad for that little six year old version of myself.
I was wondering if I should post the words to the poem in non-concrete form so it is easier to read. But I think I will just leave it the way it is.
Blatherskite 
So glad you left it in concrete form. A very special post. Love the snow spots outside the house too. Ah the days of youth when our biggest problem was chasing the snow away….
I shall miss this class – mainly because of the connections with others who enjoy this world of poetry.
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Thank you! I’m really going to miss it too. It’s been such fun! 🙂
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