Haiku-Sonnet XXXV
war in love and hate
clouds stain moon and sun
- canker in sweetest bud
Monday, 14 December 2009
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Wednesday, 25 March 2009
XII
Haiku-Sonnet XII
sunk in hideous night
count the clock that tells the time
white and bristly beard
sunk in hideous night
count the clock that tells the time
white and bristly beard
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
THE BARD EXPLAINS
Interviewer: Mr Shakespeare, what's all this about haiku?
WS: Indeed, I confess it's true. I have left a legacy of haiku poetry in various of my works including my comedies, tragedies and sonnets. I had of course anticipated the day when time and fashion would perchance catch-up with me; with my haiku ideas I mean.
Interviewer: Then Mr Shakespeare without any more haiku ado be pleased to lend yourself to the task in hand.
WS: To The Sonnets then!
And so the well-wishing eternal adventurer sets forth,-
WS: Indeed, I confess it's true. I have left a legacy of haiku poetry in various of my works including my comedies, tragedies and sonnets. I had of course anticipated the day when time and fashion would perchance catch-up with me; with my haiku ideas I mean.
Interviewer: Then Mr Shakespeare without any more haiku ado be pleased to lend yourself to the task in hand.
WS: To The Sonnets then!
And so the well-wishing eternal adventurer sets forth,-
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