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a sickle voice
- Authors
- Name
- Lorselq
- @lorselq
The Poem
a sickle voice cuts slowest
—I tumble like grain—
as the leaves that hang lowest
shiver
as summer dies to fall
Commentary
I wrote this a long time ago—I don't even remember when—but I liked the way the words felt in my mouth as I said them. I've included it on this site in an effort to achieve some level of completeness.