You may recall that this Valentine's Day, I hosted a Sonnet Sunday here on Experiments in Fiction. This was a celebration of love in sonnet form. I asked you to write a traditional, Shakespearian sonnet on the theme of love and share it with me. This was such a fun event that I have decided... Continue Reading →
Sonnet Sunday: Shall I compare thee to a hot pork pie?
Special thanks to Sarah Connor and Jane Dougherty for this uniquely wonderful gastronomical sonnet, composed on the spur of the moment via a Twitter exchange: Shall I compare thee to a hot pork pie?No ta, nor neither steak and kidney, please.And yet the scent of gravy flutters byWith sweet effluves of pale green mushy peas.I... Continue Reading →
Sonnet of Thanksgiving #poetry #Earthweal
It is the winter of this strangest yearwhen closeness equalled danger and aloneconsidered safe, we faced the fear of life in dull dejected isolation. Or else, locked down inside the lion’s denwe found ourselves imprisoned, desperate for some source of escape, a hand, a friendwe hoped for help, but help arrived too late. For what shall we... Continue Reading →