Kyle R. Conway

Category: sonnets

  • Sonnet #011

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    By Kyle R. Conway on 2020-04-15 in GNU Emacs Note: This was written with the purpose of being less detectable as a structured poem if the line breaks are removed. I’ve placed that version immediately above the formatted sonnet. (Secret) Sonnet #011 In quarantine I have been writing thoughts down in my org-mode notebook to…

  • Sonnet #001

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    By Kyle R. Conway on 2020-03-22 Sunday in GNU Emacs When stuck in time between a tunnel’s light and each escape obscured by mortal dread from whence shall solace torch a flame so bright alleviating anxiousness in head? Must nothing happen as all sit and watch such silent and invisible true foes encroach so quietly…