Dubiously with surprise
to no sad Weed
The Dew reheads it at its work—
In purposeful weakness—
The brunette Savior lingers—
The Moon halts moved
To randomly mark another Night
For a disapproving Mortal.

NaPoWriMo, Day 30 prompt: Take an existing poem (mine is this one by Emily Dickinson — though the copy I worked from had her characteristic dashes and capitalization) and write a line-by-line opposite.

Will link at Open Link Night at dVerse Poets.

On a related note: What happens to this blog now that NaPo is NoMo is that I post a poem here each Tuesday (for OLN, which is each Tuesday p.m.). Between Tuesdays, I often post general musings about writing, poetry contests, publishing, editing, and so on.

I hope that a lot of you who have been visiting lately will continue to follow or drop in from time to time! Thank you so much to all who have liked or commented this month. I enjoyed every single day, and I can’t believe it’s already come to an end.