November 2021
Bio Note: By nature—by my own ear—by experience then, I am suspicious of contemporary 'forms'. Classical forms, which I'll avoid here, embrace when they reveal, when they have flashes of what may be original. All that aside, here are three lines of three feet each, which simply turned out that way without any conscious effort—something of a surprise. But more importantly—and structure may affect this—is its momentary effusion—the hasty marriage of sentiment and tempo.
Dissolution Prestissimo
The vertiginous spice
in the leaves of autumn
finds me catching my breath.
©2021 Michael Gessner
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