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In an ongoing series, the editors, former contributors, and readers of Eclectica have been invited to write a poem containing four pre-chosen words. The words for this issue are sear, ribald, albino, and freakout.
If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are radiant, vexed, estuary, and splat.
(These are excerpts—click on the title to view the whole piece!)
Mornings were a ribald fashion parade.
My favourite aunt who lived next door
had countless slinky silks
Barbara DeFranceschi
The zoo had counted
on Snow Moon birthing
albino orangutans
Bob Bradshaw
Allow the albino cave-dwelling creature its freakout.
Matt Hohner
false freakout yells
boo-boo!
the ghost the ghost!
Paromita Goswami
Before the sun can sear the day
like a ribald dandelion
with its lion's teeth
Madronna Holden
Someone asked me if I were albino once
Christine Potter
