"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
@ThemagicalEbonyFox and @FalconerGal9086, unless I'm mistaken, you two are the only other people who need to post for the first round! Would you be able to get your first posts up soon? Then we can have everyone meet in the warehouse.
Yeah, I have another post I need to do for another SB and I'm trapping a hawk this weekend and it's the end of the block at school so I'm a bit busy but just nudge me if I don't get it up in a week.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
@FalconerGal9086, you're the only person who needs to post for this round! Can you get a post up soon? Then I'll start off the next round and come up with a new challenge/plot.
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
Sorry it's so short, I wasn't too sure what to do. Is that OK?
"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost."
The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading. — Edward Hirsch