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    "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets
    "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets
    "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets
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    "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets

    By Daniel Hargrove

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    Due to the surprising popularity of my first three short books of poetry, I am releasing this early. It is a book of sonnets exclusively, thirty-nine of them, written over the years. I have culled the best of them from the 150 or so that I have written. They range from the very eclectic to the very romantic, some negative, some positive. Please feel free to review the book, I would love to hear what you think!

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDaniel Hargrove
    Release dateFeb 1, 2015
    ISBN9781311766052
    "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets
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    Daniel Hargrove

    As poets go, Daniel Hargrove is pretty OK. His poems range from the sappy and sentimental to the arcane and dangerous to the dark and laughable. And when I say laughable, I mean in the sense that you may rofl, lmao, or even, in extreme circumstances, LOL!Writing poetry is hard work, and Dan has given up entirely in favor of smoking cigars and drinking coffee. For this reason, he is taking it upon himself to sort through the endless and tiresome formatting rules, changes, and outright demands that his cohorts in the publishing industry have seen fit to belabor us with, and dumb down all his books to fit the bill.As a consolation prize, he is offering a crisp clean $20 dollar bill to anyone who 1) Reads all his books all the way through, and proves it in an email by naming a word in the second poem in each book and counting the words up to that word, giving a number as reference, also 2) Supplying an address or P.O. box where I can mail the money, and 3) Leaving a review that is at least 50 words in length for at least one book. Sincerely hope you enjoy your sentence!

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      Book preview

      "In the Weave of Night" and Other Sonnets - Daniel Hargrove

      In the Weave of Night

      As elusive and mysterious as it seems,

      without quite understanding when or where,

      I've known your gentle touch, so soft and rare...

      I've walked along beside you in my dreams.

      We've met in cotton places, hidden and soft,

      we've seen the view below from the top of the stair,

      I will never have to ask you if you care...

      for you wing upon the winds like a bird aloft.

      In a cave at the edge of the world, away from the glare,

      lies a sadness, locked away in an iron box.

      You know, as I do, I have seen your footprints there.

      Something that can't be touched, though it is real,

      draws me to you, unchains and opens my locks...

      elusive as silk, I cannot name what I feel.

      After the Setting of the Sun

      In shuttered castle high upon a rock,

      a gray old woman sat inside a room,

      weaving complex patterns on her loom,

      her curtains drawn, her door, her chamber locked.

      Upon the walnut wood there came a knock.

      The woman froze and felt impending

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