This lovely verse by one of our favorite poets seemed particularly appropriate as our
first poem in our first issue. I suspect I need not explain why...
|Why must I write in at this hour
while other mortals sleep?
When all is quiet I will arise
and to my computer will creep.
So full is my soul of words unspoken
of feelings I must share
I rise again in the dead of night
and begin my poets prayer,
Deliver me from pedantry
from silly limerick ways
give me depth and heart and love
and sometimes, give me praise.
Passions in Poetry
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