Day 30 of NaPoWriMo, the finale.
My poem
A haiku.
NaPoWriMo
Euphonic stanzas Meet daily expression — Timeless magic
Featured poem
A ballad for the last day. Take the floor, Emily!
Real
by Emily Dickinson
I like a look of agony, Because I know it's true; Men do not sham convulsion, Nor simulate a throe. The eyes glaze once, and that is death. Impossible to feign The beads upon the forehead By homely anguish strung.