10 Minute Poems

By harrietmacmillan

I have started a poetry blog, where I am writing a ten minute poem every day for a year. I will post some of the better efforts on ABCtales.

www.dailyharriet.blogspot.com

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Autumn or Keats' Correction

By harrietmacmillan on Tue, 23 Oct 2012

How can you be called mellow when all around you are burning? In auburn flame the light gutters and half-lit hues of chestnut give birth, To creeping, wombed darknesses of night.
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Bones

By harrietmacmillan on Tue, 26 Feb 2013

And I swear that all you will leave will be your bones. The fear of fleshing out skinnies your soul. In the grave, minerals force a meritocracy and the unearned aesthetic dissolves.
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Certificate PG