Eh?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXVI)
So laugh at me, cuz now I've chance to thence
Immerse myself in poetry's detail
Oer coffee break, I've plumb forgot t'avail
Me thus. Three books, yes, printed pages dense
With antique lines, wait to be read is't, hence?
But I perused them on the night I'd hail
The chance to purchase cast-off books, and pale
As aught complaint th'auld poets stunk, where's sense?
Change is the order of the hour. We were
Supposed to drink joe in good comp'ny, to
Talk to a living soul, not dead. Bestir
Me to read lines and catch their spirit through
That seance was't? I'm all mixt up in poor
'Scuse cuz the coffee's mine, all mine anew.
12Mar19b
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 10:34 PM UTC
Eh?
(sonnet #MMMMMMMDCCLXVI)
So laugh at me, cuz now I've chance to thence
Immerse myself in poetry's detail
Oer coffee break, I've plumb forgot t'avail
Me thus. Three books, yes, printed pages dense
With antique lines, wait to be read is't, hence?
But I perused them on the night I'd hail
The chance to purchase cast-off books, and pale
As aught complaint th'auld poets stunk, where's sense?
Change is the order of the hour. We were
Supposed to drink joe in good comp'ny, to
Talk to a living soul, not dead. Bestir
Me to read lines and catch their spirit through
That seance was't? I'm all mixt up in poor
'Scuse cuz the coffee's mine, all mine anew.
12Mar19b
NOTE: Gail Borden Library has an entire room of items they're selling, from books of all kinds, to cds, videos, all they don't want anymore, and my friend inviting me to check it out after class, I found a book of selections from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, another on John Donne, but the most interesting was one with selections from antique and more modern poets/poetesses. All three disenchanted me when I sat down upon returning home that Monday evening to peruse my acquisitions since....NOBODY had a sense of rythm or metre! What gives?! Re: the sestet, erst wont to read antique sonnets over coffee, (see my sonnets for how that was fantastic "company") now that dead company seems flat.
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