[Critique Group 2] Joan for March

[Joan Myles]

Looking forward to our next poetic discussion, dear ones!
Joan
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A SPoon in the Heart
by Joan Myles

whose phantoms crowding dark and deep

disguised  as visions in my sleep

Incite these warring wailing screams

Pursuing me through waking dreams

His cunning ways forever bend

Misfortune’s hand toward foe and friend

And never mind if sage or fool

His equity is ever cruel

illusion-maker sets his mark

Dispatching woe to each man’s heart

In every land beneath the moon

And hides the dagger in a spoon
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