Petrarch

Dispensing with rhyme made life easier
for my songlets, but left lines’ ends jagged
Petrach’s sonnets found in sf bnb
recalled grace of old Italian rhyme

I bless my losses, I bless my gains
new wind has chased away the cloud of god
I’ve no fire tiger guide in desert night 
jagged jangled is idiom of me

renaissance is rebirth of greed and grief,
pleasu…