Lucy Maud Montgomery (Люси Мод Монтгомери)

I Feel (Verse Libre)

I feel
Very much
Like taking
Its unholy perpetrators
By the hair
Of their heads
(If they have any hair)
And dragging them around
A few times,
And then cutting them
Into small, irregular pieces
And burying them
In the depths of the blue sea.
They are without form
And void,/ Or at least
The stuff they/ produce
Is./ They are too lazy
To hunt up rhymes;
And that
Is all
That is the matter with them.

1. The Sea Spirit
2. Song of the Sea-Wind
3. The Difference
4. A Request
5. The Truce of Night

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