Is this the real thing?
Can I call myself poet
alongside all those published
paragons? And what if words
rub off on me like silvered dust
from moth wings?
Not pinched, not plagiarised
but deep impressions of the metrical
in wax moulds, I reconstitute.
- pinchbeck – something sham, spurious, or counterfeit.
Just 44 words for De’s Quadrille prompt: Poems in a Pinch
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