Modified Italian Sonnet #1

The sun, the stars, that swing betweenthe night, the day, what holds us there?What can the night breeze hope to meanto strangers flailing up to leanagainst the void, unbroken air?Can their song ever linger wherethe sharpest voices, desperate, gleana gift, a solitary care?Louder and louder as we fall,we plead for meaning to it all.We try … Continue reading Modified Italian Sonnet #1