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A Bronze Cauldron

My first Abecedarian sequence I saw visually wrapped around on itself like in the featured image: A bronze cauldron does erupt forming a golden hole. (Inner juxtaposition) knowing, lamenting, mastering nothing. Praying, querying saves then underlies vastness. (Wanting) xenophobia yearns zoning. Here is an attempt at concrete poetry for the Writing 201 concrete poetry assignment. […]