2 thoughts on “so what’s the convention like?

  1. Tony

    “Rough wind, that moanest loud
    Grief too sad for song;
    Wild wind, when sullen cloud
    Knells all the night long;
    Sad storm,whose tears are vain,
    Bore woods, whose branches strain,
    Deep caves and dreary main-
    Wail, for the world’s wrong!”

    Percy Bysshe Shelly, DIRGE

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