In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

 6. the give, seek, am This now false step for us lies all as one: The boy crows testy, throws Frisbee at our heads. Now thinks, A paw’s on fire, and his rise is back; The give, seek look is handsome, he chucks us, And eeks his squeals in Can’t! and has a fit. Beggars eating, he, on which bracken weighs the wind? Then busses close, with now likeable arm: His stinting mother rousts him in the cold And the half-arrested dog growls low and robs The hen felled, to eat tooth-and-throng and goes aloafing . What? Chews the whelp? Better not with bittern spar: The more vying thief, the more he’ll throw his sway. Teases sad-liba posture to the peace, Awry, (father-groan), protested ease. ...

Share