Sonnet
A 14-line rhyming poem. The sonnet traditionally
reflects upon a single idea, with a “turn” of thought in
its concluding lines. There are many types of sonnets, but we tend to be most
familiar with the English (or Shakespearean) sonnet, which condenses the
14 lines into one stanza of three quatrains and a concluding couplet, with a rhyme scheme of ABABCDCDEFEFGG.
Sonnet
18: “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”
Shall I compare
thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more
lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do
shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s
lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too
hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is
his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair
from fair sometime declines,
By chance or
nature’s changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal
summer shall not fade,
Nor lose
possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death
brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal
lines to time thou grow’st:
So
long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So
long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
“America”
Although she
feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into
my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my
breath of life, I will confess
I love this
cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows
like tides into my blood,
Giving me
strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness
sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel
fronts a king in state,
I stand within
her walls with not a shred
Of terror,
malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze
into the days ahead,
And see her
might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the
touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless
treasures sinking in the sand.
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