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And when cometh the dawn, when she in
Her shadowy aspect of night to day, dare
To sketch such hues and tints, no match wherein
The artist's brush, should either crave or bear;
Who honestly should be jealous of this spin
Dabbling at hours of mystery there.
Perhaps this birth of spurious time is hatched
Only in the illusion of colours overlapped
© gillena cox 2024
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You handled the form really well and I like how it has a 'medieval' tone to it. Especially love the last 2 lines.
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I am envious of the artist brush, creating an illusion of colors and tints in the canvas. You certaintly dabbled a lot of mystery in your art. Thanks for joining in our poetry form challenge.
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really enjoyed both the painting and the poem
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Wow, lovely artwork and poem, Gillena .:)
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How lovely dawn can be... and tied to a form like this make it sound eternal
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You captured the language and tone of the medieval sonetto rispetto in your poem, Gillena. I also like your use of enjambment in the second line, and the comparison of dawn’s ‘hues and tints’ to the artist’s brush.
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Beautiful verse and artwork, Gillena! ❤️
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