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Sonnet

The tone poem left the door open.
Well, close it.
It doesn't stay. It reminds me of
Elizabethan plays where eyes,
especially the tragically blinded ones, are "jelly."
It has a center with a circumference loosely attached.
The ideas about social wastefulness
smeared over individual needs.

Since the ideas about wastefulness
are smeared over their objects,
the tone is everywhere.
It expresses its reluctance as virtue.
It is reluctant to intrude, like minds into
the fleetingness they concede.

—Charles North



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