Stanzaically Transmitted Infections

A few days ago, I was invited by Nathan Whitlock to take part in something that might have been awful and might have been fun: a chain poem about spring. 6 poets, each writing a stanza of 10 lines. I got to see the ones that preceded mine. I won't spoil it by saying which stanza I wrote; it's at the end of the piece, which you can read here. I think it turned out not so bad.