On the Poet: zebrazebrazebra. by Vigilo, literature
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On the Poet: zebrazebrazebra.
=zebrazebrazebra is everywhere, in the awesome sense that one moment her name will be as a suggester for this or that literature daily deviation, and the next, spearheading the revolution that is her group, #transliterations, but her poetry is one that amazes and (quite often) tongue-ties. Her language bubbles along delightfully to the ear, and her poems are works of exquisite craft that deserve much more attention.
rondo one
I've got mould on my soul, that awful grey-green grubbiness
that comes of living too long--but I've been scrubbing it,
I have: going out when the street lamps are dimmed
and rasping my fingers on the moon.
rondo,