Poetry
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Greetings, all: Tonight, I share with you a sonnet by the English Poet, Edmund Spenser (1552-1599), best known for his epic poem, “The Faerie Queene.” This sonnet is titled “Easter,” and follows, aptly so, the Spenserian form that is the least popular sonnet form, behind the Petrarchan and Shakespearean forms. In this, the Spenserian form,…
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Good evening, all: Tonight, I am reading a sonnet by the English poet Lady Mary Wroth of the Renaissance era. She was born in 1587 and died in 1653. This particular sonnet, “Forbear Dark Night, My Joys Now Bud Again,” follows the Petrarchan form. as always……………rvw “Forbear dark night, my joys now bud again”…
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Happy Wednesday, everyone! Today’s sonnet comes from Australian poet Christopher Brennan (1870-1932). It’s in English, or Shakespearean, form, and is filled with alliteration, assonance, and anaphora. 🙂 Enjoy! 🙂 I’m digging deep to offer a blend of the biggies with the lesser-known poets. 🙂 as always……………….rvw
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Happy Tuesday, everyone. It’s Day 7 of National Poetry Month. Today’s sonnet is from William Wordsworth (yay!). It was written in 1802, and as I explain before I read the sonnet, it celebrates, quietly, the ceaseless existence of beauty in nature, accessible to us even when we are not yet ready to receive it. Enjoy.…
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Greetings, everyone. This is one of my favorites (though I feel like I keep saying that about every sonnet that I read). Truth is, I’m a Shakespeare nut, so maybe all 154 are favorites… Anyway, today’s reading is Sonnet 98, another appropriate choice for our days of isolation as we stay close together…at a distance.…
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Today is day 5 of National Poetry Month, where I am sharing a reading of a sonnet each day with my students and my followers. Today’s sonnet comes from Sophie Jewett (aka Ellen Burroughs), and American poet who lived in New York. Jewett published “A Friendship” in a collection of poems in 1896 titled, The…
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Welcome to Day 4 of National Poetry Month. Today, I am reading a sonnet by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, an British poet who lived during the Romantic Era at the turn of the 19th century. This sonnet, titled, “On A Discovery Made Too Late,” is vintage Coleridge, burning hot with passion, deep emotion, and regret. Enjoy!…
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There Is Always A Clearing. There is always a clearing. I discovered this long after you had passed, Where, in the absence of light I imagined the night Opening its pitch-black door just right– ajar For eyes like mine that yearned for hope, promise, Love. And there you were — are still to this same…
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