Sanctions; inflation; brain drain barrage Russia. Its economy's gasping like fish in a puddle.
The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
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When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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16 thoughts on “Big fish, or: Tanking”
The suffering is immense. It’s sad and infuriating.
💔🙏🏻 Susi 🙏🏻💔
Short and precise – excellent.
💛 💙 Dolly 💛 💙
💝🙏🏻 Misky 🙏🏻💝
Love the visual! It also nudges my imagination to think of the very hungry carp that go into a greedy feeding frenzy at the pond’s edge… Putin’s greed has him gulping air at this point!
🖤🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻🖤
I like this form!
💜🙏🏻 Sara 🙏🏻💜 ~ me too!
So very true.
❤️🙏🏻 Arcadia 🙏🏻❤️
You’re good at this septolet form, making it pack a punch.
🤍🙏🏻 Margaret 🙏🏻🤍 ~ thanks!
and yet…Putin. (K)
💔🙏🏻 Kerfe 🙏🏻💔