Slither. Sonnet Poem by Norman Ball & Review of Serpentrope.
“The common end of all narrative, nay of all, Poems is to convert a series into a Whole... to make... a circular motion — the snake with its Tail in its Mouth.” — Samuel Coleridge, Collected Letters IV (1815) Accomplicing that plot device, surprise, the day shone royal blue. Our Sunday walk as
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