black tornado in poetry
- April 21, 2019, 1:27 a.m.
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retrieve your grimoire, Prospero
sunken to the seabed as if some
clipper-ship by tempest tossed
descendant Milanesi money men
ascend against you yet again
more monstrous than any beast
in the vilest dreams of Caliban
magic’s return our last recourse
lest our world permanently lost
these disenchanters on advance
help us once more, old wizard
you’re our only hope or chance
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woman in the moon ⋅ April 21, 2019
Just read Margaret Atwood's Hag-Seed.
And my granddaughter is doing lights for high school play Tempest. Which was one of Shakespeare's works in the Authors card game our family loved.
Yup, get Prospero back and have him fix things - except don't confuse him with Biden or Bernie.
littlefallsmets woman in the moon ⋅ April 21, 2019
Oh it ain't Bernie and it probably ain't Biden either.
I think we need to find the Duke of Milan inside ourselves.