The Slippery Sonnet
June 17th, 2024 | Poetry | journalpulp | No CommentsThe sonnet as a poetic form is surprisingly slippery to define. Any human unlucky enough to have witnessed my interminable sonnet-definition revisions can, I think at bare minimum, attest to this. Normally, of course, the sonnet is fourteen lines of iambic pentameter rhyming in some alternating fashion. This is all well — right up […]
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