that the body of light come forth / from the body of fire / And that your eyes come to the surface / from the deep wherein they were sunken, / Reina...
That the tone change from elegy / "Et Jehanne" / A lost kind of experience? / scarcely, / O Queen Cytherea, / che 'l terzo ciel movete.
Canto XCI, pp. 610, 617 (1983 printing)
[Whaz my valuable prize? I take back the "whoreson knave" bit; turns out I've been misspelling Britney (ONE "T") Spears on a weekly basis.]
3 comments:
Dang, that's purty! (Pound, not Spears.)
An example of what?
Never mind. Just scrolled through Bob's blog, reading a little more closely, and found the contest.
Would that I had seen it sooner!
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Dude. That. Was. Awesome. Okay, email me your mailing address and I'll get one of the rare early misprints of Anselm Hollo's Samizdat Editions anti-laureate chapbook, "So the Ants Finally Made it to the Catfood" to you ASAP.
Details on the chapbook and its genesis in the antilaureate competition available at: Codrescu's mag.
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