Sonnets
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O city, city To live between terms, to live where death has his loud picture in the subway ride, Being amid six million souls, their breath An empty song suppressed on every side, Where the sliding auto’s catastrophe Is a gust past the curb, where numb and high The office building rises to its tyranny, Is our anguished diminution until we die. Whence, if ever, shall come the actuality Of a voice speaking the mind’s knowing, The sunlight bright on the green windowshade, And the self articulate, affectionate, and flowing, Ease, warmth, light, the utter showing, When in the white bed all things are made. Delmore Schwartz Acrylic and mixed media on Canvas / 92cm x 61cm / Sept 2008
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Canon Rebel xt Canon L 70-200 F4 US Mother and Juvenal Sparrow (the Juvenal is the bigger one!) Southern Ontario Canada /
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I am a sap for romance… I like to be swept off my feet as they say. This shot is representation to me of what romance is. A sonnet by Mr. Shakespeare, ( 116), and a Jane Austen book ( Emma) and a rose( even if my favorite flower is a Daisy). / What can I say, I like to be romanced.
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It keeps eternal whisperings around / Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell / Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell / Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. / Often ‘tis in such gentle temper found, / That scarcely will the very smallest shell / Be moved for days from whence it sometime fell, / When last the winds of heaven were unbound. / Oh ye! who have your eye-balls vexed and tired, / Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea; / Oh ye! whose ears are dinned with uproar rude, / Or fed too much with cloying melody, / Sit ye near some old cavern’s mouth, and brood / Until ye start, as if the sea-nymphs choired! Sonnet on the Sea / by John Keats (1795 – 1821) Painting in mixed media – 102cm x 42 cm 17th December 2008
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This is dedicated to Gérard de Nerval and his Twelve Sonnets. On reflection I add this perfect rendition of Ave Maria to this painting. / Gérard de Nerval would have liked it. Music – Sumi Jo – Caccini – Ave Maria Painting using acrylics, pigment, wax and graphite – 102 42cm on paper May 6th 2009
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How on earth did it happen, I used to wonder / that a whole city—arches, pillars, colonnades, / not to mention vehicles and animals—had all / one fine day gone under? I mean, I said to myself, the world was small then. / Surely a great city must have been missed? / I miss our old city— white pepper, white pudding, you and I meeting / under fanlights and low skies to go home in it. Maybe / what really happened is this: the old fable-makers searched hard for a word / to convey that what is gone is gone forever and / never found it. And so, in the best traditions of where we come from, they gave their sorrow a name / and drowned it. A Lost Sonnet by contemporary Irish poet Eavan Boland For Jas thinking of you at this time….....With Love….Sx Music – Sometimes You Can’t Make It On Your Own U2 Thanking Pryere – For taking the photographs of my work. Painting using acrylics, inks, wax on paper – 102×42cm
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Ink And Charcoal On Printer Paper. I drew this back in the Jurassic Period, so I forget whether I was inspired by Rilke’s poem first or put it in the middle to fill that space: At bottom the ancient, gnarled, / root of all things / upraised, hidden springs, / that are not revealed. Hunt-horn and battle helm, / elder’s disputes, / angry men, overwhelmed, / women like lutes … Crowded twigs on a tree, / not one of them free … / One! oh climb higher … oh higher … Most still break. But instead, / this first one, overhead, / bends itself into a lyre.
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Spring in the Shenandoah Valley.
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‘Sock Puppet Sonnet’ reflects the neglected, the abandoned, the desperate and the desolate’s final and pathetic attempts at winning the affections of the jilter
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/ The Rose of Alexandria / By Cassou / Rose of Alexandria . . . It was a song / spangled and streaked by rockets on the beach. / And the night effervesced all over, as it does / when the first celebration takes place at home. Yes, a childlike joy rushed us onto the balcony / and we gazed down at the dancing in the village. / And yet, beloved, your face was shadowed, / and our hands trembled as we turned that page! Then, with summer, hope came too and brusquely / caught us in its clutches, fantastic hope! / There it was! – Perhaps it is still with us. We sense something prowling alongside our lives, / across the forest where our steps become wearier, / a ferocious beast, never appeased. /
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One of Will Shakespeare’s better-known works, in a more condensed form… / / Image created with the help of Wordle (www.wordle.net). / / .......................................................................................... / Image Copyright Duncan Waldron © 2009 / This image may not be reproduced without permission / .......................................................................................... / /
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when i was taking these photos i remembered a sonnet which i have to study this year- Sonnet LX by William Shakespeare.. / basically i think its about how time is cruel and ruins everything and that all beauty ends with the passing of time.. i think that this little leaf shows that it doesnt apply to everything. if the leaf hadn’t aged and fallen and withered it wouldn’t have become the fragilest beautiful little thing i’ve ever come across.. maybe i’ll agree with Shakespeare when i’m a hundred and two and suffering from arthritis.. / or maybe i’ll remember this little leaf.. just a reminder : PRINTS ARE ON SALE AT RIDICULOUSLY CHEAP PRICES.. so what u waiting for?? :D
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Sonnet
by Jim MarshalI sought to lose in Love’s eternal gaze this feeling….
Just for a change of pace, I had a go at some sonnets a while back. I do not claim to be any expert on them and as you can see I have made up my own line count and metre. This was a more intuitive feel for space and length without paying too much attention to the rules. The sentiment, as you may pick up on, is this strange affliction of the heart and how to be with that, especially when it doesn’t seem real but you know somehow it is.
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I'm not scary I'm just tired
by ENaLuwhere I leave sonnets made of fire and blankets made of warm hands / because I love you
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WHEN WE WAKE UP TOMORROW
by Sally OmarMy canvas was set / Paints were ready / My hands were shaking / Not quite steady / Wanted to paint you / A yellow butterfly / That would brin…
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Featured Member - Masterpieces: Literature Workshop
by silverstrummer - David EverittI’m sorry folks I missed this one! I would like to thank Masterpieces: Literary Workshop and Host’s Amber Elizabeth Fromm Donais’s an…
I’m sorry folks I missed this one! I would like to thank Masterpieces: Literary Workshop and Host’s Amber Elizabeth Fromm Donais’s and Impassioned for awarding me the status of being a Featured Member Thank You so much! “Live Life For Today And Save A Smile For Somebody Tomorrow” – David
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SONNET 9: BEYOND
by Martin AnskiIf I leave without saying a good bye, / Do not think it’s because I didn’t care. / I thank you for all you’ve done— Now I’ll try… / To save,...
I found myself questioning to point of staying here. It was around the time of Heath Ledger’s death. I’d like to think this may have been a thought we shared. I’m ok now.
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The End/The Beginning
by Kristin ReynoldsThe fields of one eclipsing dawn retreat / Beneath the edge of foul intent for blood, / Where on horizons shelf, thy ends it seeks / And tho…
A little existential sonnet for your reading pleasure (or not, if you don’t like this sort of heavy thing) ;)
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