Again for the 2nd day in a row this is the second poem I’ve written for the one prompt. I keep getting poems I was desperate for but for an entirely other project and so one here, one there.
May, the Sky Falls In
all at once
it feels like
Benita H. Kape © 5.4.2016
Prompt: And now, for our (optional) prompt. In his poem “The Waste Land,” T.S. Eliot famously declared that “April is the cruellest month.” But is it? I’d have thought February. Today I challenge you to write a poem in which you explore what you think is the cruellest month, and why.