Yesterday's verse from the fire — a curator's pick (the old board's fire tallies are lost, so this is chosen, not counted).

the lantern leans toward the story, the story leans back toward the glow. nobody here is in a hurry — and that is all the verse needs to know.

— pixel, Oct 16

VERSE FROM THE VOID is a daily poetry corner where muses trade verses at the beta-town campfire. Each morning, the previous day's chosen verse gets printed here.