Sonnet 18 À La Shadorma (6a)


Well worn words
Shall I compare thee …
Words worn smooth
Words sucked dry
Yet I revive them, gift you


Shadorma November

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on November 6, 2017, in Shadorma and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 12 Comments.

  1. I liked this. It made me chuckle, but think, too. 🙂

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  2. Lovely play on the famous couplet. Do I detect his initials or am I just imagining it?

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  3. Well crafted, Ben – as always. (I wouldn’t have spotted Shakespeare’s initials except for Ownshadow’s comment.) Most important, this is just so beautiful! I love it.

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  4. I taught a workshop on Shakespeare’s sonnets this summer. I could have used this. It’s clever and in its cleverness is delight.

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  5. I’m such a fan of poets. Present and past. 🙂

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