Categories
Random Posts
- Art of the MidwestI understand the Midwest: there is no substitute for work, labor being the sacred art that transcends even grief. What is madness, but belief that …
- Call It Madness: mad songYou gawk and call it madness, a sickness that afflicts the weak of mind, the poor, the kind; by gods, you’re such a prick. You …
- Addressing a TrollI know you surf the message boards Trolling for something to sneer about I have no doubt You’ve seen my latest word I know you …
- Art of the Midwest
Recent Comments
- Irene on Some ancient affirmations
- Rekha on No More Sad Weepings of Regret
- Novena on Wake Up: sonetto rispetto
- John on On the Veranda: serenade
Subscribe
Join 298 other subscribersMeta
Tag Archives: English sonnet
Eclipse: Shakespearean (English) sonnet
There is no time to lose, soothsayers tell us; Make hay! The sun will shine just for a while, and once it’s gone, the world will turn to rust, deprived of motive power, warmth, and style. All things depend on … Continue reading
Posted in Poems
Tagged #BookofForms, apocalypse, English sonnet, life, light, poetic forms, power, Shakespearean sonnet, sonnet, sunlight
Leave a comment