I have decided to throw a contest. What follows are six snippets of poetry. Four are legitimate Bly pieces. Two have been have written by me, a man with no discernible poetic gifts. Try and guess which ones are which and place your answers in the comments. If you're right, you win. What do you win? Well, you win the right to call yourself a winner, which ought to be prize enough for anyone, I should think.
Go forth now. Sing, do tiny dances on the kitchen floor, and enter the contest. Maybe we can convince Kevin-M to rescue us.