Tag Archives: Anthony Etherin

Moby Dick (Palindrome-Sonnet, Petrarchan)

‘Damn word!’ I say. A sign: O, lost, same lap. We devil, stress. A pagan, we help. Mates! Dash sin. I, mid, deliver deeps it fates. We pale, eke vanes I ran. My host: ‘bed-trap’. Dab—knit, per crafts, a madness. … Continue reading

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Frankenstein (Palindrome-Sonnet, Shakespearean)

Deeds, lives allay me. Man, not law, decide. End loyal rot, civilian as a god. Parts mix a monster, frets no maker tied. A menace. Voltage, blade my arts. Too, rods pack, row to rot. Stuck carcass, end a sleep! … Continue reading

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