Too sere, moths
Ah! To meld, arcing
In ebony align
…
I wish to melt
‘Til – little moths –
I wing, I lay
…
No…
Benign, I cradle moth ash to
Mere soot
…
…
Evilly Dine Dragons
Palindrome poems and other nonsense by Steven Fraser
evilly dine dragons
Too sere, moths
Ah! To meld, arcing
In ebony align
…
I wish to melt
‘Til – little moths –
I wing, I lay
…
No…
Benign, I cradle moth ash to
Mere soot
…
…
A palindromic ode to the famous Latin palindrome? Was this intentional?
I’m assuming you know it, but perhaps you don’t! If not, o Joy! Here it is:
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in girum imus nocte et consumumir igni
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I’m wondering if you knew it?
If not, let me know if you want any reflections. I believe it is the perfect palindrome. (If there is such a mythical beast.)
My best work thus far:
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Wonder ever one vow?
A woven “O” revered Now.
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[I go back and forth over the presence of the ‘A’ there… :-P]
I also have used this couplet in a longer expansion which isn’t as elegant, but it is quite fun… I may dig it up if you respond to this.
Happy wordsmithing.
Completely unintentional – what a fine coincidence! I was not aware of the latin riddle so thanks for drawing my attention to it; I’d be happy to hear your thoughts on it.