Monday, June 20, 2005

another reason to go to France

I'm the lai, with no sort
Of grave, solemn thought,
And I
Will never be caught
By miseries sought,
Nor sigh;
Where battles are fought
Or arguments brought,
I fly.
What Poetry Form Are You?

If you were confused as I am, go here to find out that a lai is an old form of French origin.

Alternatively, I might also be the Italian Ottava Rima form.

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