Editing the ms for Prairie Fever today, and I can't believe how many poems I have with seven-line stanzas. I wonder what this means.
Alternating between six and seven line stanzas.
Three line stanzas.
Line breaks that make the poem look like a belt going down the page.
So what are your tendencies, stanza-wise? I'm afraid I am going to have no choice but to actually think about this from now on. Boo!
P.S. Here's a wee peek at the photo that will be on the cover.
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