If this, our Rome, evades destruction,
Let seven times our seven-hilled
Seattle glory! Though every mountain
Is toppled, every valley filled –
The county’s cussing heights on First Hill
Has heard from Renton Hill a passel
Of claxons sound to Yesler Hill;
And come just now from Denny Hill
I see, though flaming Capitol Hill
Defers its head to Queen Anne Hill
For sun and air, still Beacon Hill
Presents Rainier to all Seattle….
Can such a view survive the day?
What hills will tell no eye can say!
Moran Incended
January 9, 2013 by at 10:28 am
Splendid way to exploit a rigid rhyme-scheme by thumping hard against its constraints.
The spondees just want to be FREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
“Every mountain toppled …” You don’t know how right you are! Or maybe you do. In any case, here’s the dope on the Denny Regrade: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Denny_Regrade,_Seattle
Quite frankly, I think it was a poor decision. If we had real political leadership in this town, we might be able to make it look the way God intended.
Now I’m incended.
You see what I did there…
JOB
You three-sonnet-posting mofo!
Nice work. Now how are the illustrations coming along?
Slow. I’m swamped through the end of February.
That’s okay, June 6 will keep coming around. We have time.
Let’s just say it was the result of a necessary and much-welcomed reentry…
JOB