Thursday, February 22, 2007

Karen Romanko's "City of Imaginary Friends"

The Sword Review has published this nifty poem. It's both sad and delightful. And I love her use of the h and c/k sounds in this stanza, which yet quiets down to a hush of sibilance when it's time to stretch out and catch the child's voice that summons them back:

They busy themselves with hijinks,
their hopscotch and their stickball,
with heads cocked, always listening


Nice.

Read "City of Imaginary Friends"

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