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Because of words
like doth and thee
fame forgets to comfort me.
Thine and o'er
and ere left out-
It's my vocaulary's drought.
Dryden's 'tis
Shakespeare's 'gainst
with eloquence expressed their angst.
Alone I stand
with does and do.
Frozen bards. No poet's hue.
No poet's voice
sings modern verbs
No poet's tongue speaks modern words.
A rock.
No poet with me stands.
Yet behind my pen--
a poet's hands.
-Mari Nichols-Haining
Ahhhhhh! The moving on of words and bards indeed!
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