In the City of Lost Souls December 16, 2019 Nemo Poetry Coming towards me Was my own soul in distress And it trudged on by © Nemo 2021Views: 514critique and comments welcome. 2 comments
Lovely verse, Gerald.
If it was meant to be a senryu the last line needs to lose a syllable.
Best, Luigi
I’m human, after all. Thanks for the spot and the comment, Luigi.
Cheers,
Gerald