Chasers

senryu stanzas

By Harper Lewis Published about a month ago • 1 min read

We want the right boy

to chase back, confuse pursuit,

pull ribbon, not hair.

Comprehend purpose,

never impose your intent,

learn to be content:

game without prizes,

golden trophy wives aside,

engage for the thrill.

Capturing fancy,

imagination, not flags.

Victory, winning--

they're different here;

the only way to catch me

is by being caught

Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.

Intertextuality is my passion.

Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.

My words are mine, not a robot’s.

MA English literature, CofC

Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.