Some time ago, I took to posting verse
each day. The rhyme and meter rang in me.
I didn’t need more sonnets to rehearse,
so I indulged in a variety
of forms. I gained familiarity
with 6- to 10-line stanzas, song and round,
and typed the type below, as if sub-crowned
by definition. Now the years are four,
all that practice hoeing varied ground
invites me not to label any more.