The Direful Monster
“Lo! Now the direful monster, whose skin clings To his strong bones, strides o’er the groaning rocks: He withers all in silence, and in his hand Unclothes the earth, and freezes up all frail life.”…
Poetry Friday and the Mortimer Minute Children’s Poetry Blog Hop
Mortimer has come for a visit, thanks to critique buddy and poet extraordinaire, B.J. Lee, tagging me from A Blue Window. I haven’t blogged much since school started, so I’m grateful for the nudge–er, nibble–from…
