Silent Poetry Reading

My concentration for my B.A. was basically Shakespeare.  I present my favorite sonnet, which I recited for my Sonnets class my senior year.

Sonnet 29
When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess’d,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remember’d such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

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A Sonnet

I take my needles and begin to knit,
All the different colors blend as one.
If they tangle, they can yet be snipp’d.
Knit. Purl. Knit. Purl. This row is almost done.
Which color should follow? If find your skein
To compliment my worsted yarn, my Blue.
Yours is smooth and tangle free, pleasing Green.
The pattern could be one ready to view
[Echoing life]. A cable or a lace
Or something pretty that favors stockinette.
‘Twining strings mirror our loving embrace,
Interwoven with bonds we’re ne’er to forget.
This piece goes on, it never decreases:
So does our love grow, it never ceases.

Me, April 2007*.

For more information about the Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading, celebrated each year on February 2, go here.

* I wrote this in my Sonnets class last spring. The parameters were to write a sonnet about anything, using traditional sonnet forms and ideas. I used an extended metaphor – obviously- and actually really like this poem. It’s dedicated to my sweet hubby.