 Poems Writ forLubluIt is no surprise that a writer pens poetry to the woman he loves, especially when her life-long passion is theatre, drama, plays and Shakespeare's sonnets. And that the offering will be grandiose, florid, passionate pastiche because the writer can only pit a miserable wit against an over-shadowing genius. Nevertheless, it was greatly appreciated by the Lady from the start. She was gracious, sometimes even overcome by my efforts.Neither is it unexpected that the poetry will sink to introspection and despair when the writer learns his loved one is dying. You can't present poetry about the nuances of death to the dying. It was fortunate she mentioned how she had loved her nursery toys when a child. Early in the sequence I introduced a parallel world, one relating to the toys but placed in the setting of her beloved home, King's Court. Hope, tenderness, reassurance could be expressed in this noble nursery theme. The change shows from about halfway through the sequence as her health deteriorated. These fifty-one sonnets Poems Writ for Lublu: A Tragedie in Fifty-one Sonnets are almost the only poems I have written. It was a steep learning curve but surprising how quickly one can get a feel of a literary form, especially when driven. I have been embarrassed with a wife turning to her husband and asking "why don't you write poetry like this to me?" The simple answer was that my friend was dying. The inevitability concentrates the mind and it was a way that both of us could come to terms with it. There is more information on the Poems Writ for Lublu page on my publishing site where you can also read Sonnets I-V and the accompanying notes. The paperback and e-book are available through Amazon. Here are Sonnets X, XXVIII, XXIX and XLVII. |
Sonnet X
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