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Ex. of a shape poem, form of concrete poetry, forms the shape of the object in the poem. |
| The chair is a Place to sit, a Comfortable Cushion on Which to Craft the wit. When there is no chair to sit upon, Where in the world to craft wit upon? It is not the mind the requires cushion, Yet standing I have ne'er been So inspired... Perhaps since The mind and legs are tied, When the one tires the other minds. Line count: 13 |