Wednesday, July 26, 2006

"Through a curtain"     [sonnet ars poetica]

the happiness of the sonnet resembles a dance
where the body must veer to left and then to right
one loves the way   in global circumstance
the world turns night to day and day to night

one loves how winter will warm till finding summer
how autumnal chill will eventuate vernal bloom
eventually   if change be deemed a bummer
in such a world   has happiness what room?

no sooner you've said one thing and spelled it out
another thing must then follow right in its wake
you return to the first anon   as if to flout
the feeling of leaving   every return you make

through a curtain of complication points to the time
when a final return is sealed in the couplet's rhyme

A listing of earlier blogged sonnets (and sonnet sequences) is seen here


Blogger Pris said...

I think it is time
to thank thee in rhyme
you visited my blog
through mist and through fog
though paths never cross
they don't gather moss
t'was impromptu these lines
but befitting the times ;-)

Thu Jul 27, 11:50:00 AM PDT  
Blogger david raphael israel said...

:-) thank you kindly

If paths could but gather
  a modicum of moss
could not their stones rather
  roll on with no loss?

Thu Jul 27, 01:07:00 PM PDT  

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