Sonnet Writing http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/forums/2 en-us Copyright 2006, Yuku feeds@yuku.com (FeedMaster) webmaster@yuku.com (WebMaster) Sun, 08 Nov 2009 12:31:15 GMT Yuku Feeds 1.0 http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 60 Yuku http://static.yuku.com//feed/bypass/images/button-yuku.png http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/forums/2 Yuku - free hosted forums and profiles 88 31 {pics-1.1 "http://www.icra.org/ratingsv02.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (nz 1 vz 1 lz 1 oz 1 cz 1 ) "http://www.rsac.org/ratingsv01.html" l gen true for "http://yuku.com" r (n 0 s 0 v 0 l 0 )) Search Search Domain q http://yuku.com/search/direct/ <![CDATA[ Mob Mobius ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7257/t/Mob-Mobius.html They cast the families now. Today's made men
are half-made-up to mock a way-back-when
no one can hold a camera to. One leg
outside the frame, another trying to peg
Pacino's backslide in Carlito's Way.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (normball) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7257 Sat, 07 Nov 2009 14:53:18 GMT <![CDATA[ Sonnetocracy ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7255/t/Sonnetocracy.html One man, one note. Let meter be thy guide.
The times require no less. Treat formal style
as antidote. Rank freedom must subside
or else the rabble's babble will defile
deliberative craft. All spoken streams,
crude-fashioned from the streets, are best put down
to ignorance. Although the beggar dreams... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (normball) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7255 Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:42:06 GMT <![CDATA[ American Literature Assignment ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7254/t/American-Literature-Assignment.html
The Deer Hunt

Oh great creature in the woods,
I dedicate this ode on your behalf.
I know that you among the hunters... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (mattf) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7254 Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:18:33 GMT <![CDATA[ Juliet ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7253/t/Juliet.html

Juliet

You ask of love, and so inspire, that I

feeds@yuku.com (Roy Hamilton) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7253 Tue, 03 Nov 2009 05:59:26 GMT <![CDATA[ Edge of the World ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7252/t/Edge-of-the-World.html At times the world revolves on an abyss
so compassing, old sailors dab their brows
and curse the interregnum through the mist.
Safe passage earns a keep where captains house
the spoils. Their galleons brim with Aztec gold
feeds@yuku.com (normball) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7252 Sun, 01 Nov 2009 19:58:53 GMT <![CDATA[ Challenge: Set the Table ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7251/t/Challenge-Set-the-Table.html Guests are coming, the invited, the uninvited... What's for dinner?

]]> feeds@yuku.com (Mike Alexander) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7251 Sun, 01 Nov 2009 05:45:57 GMT <![CDATA[ Oh No! A Sonnet About Sonnets! ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7250/t/Oh-No-A-Sonnet-About-Sonnets-.html A metaphor? Try angel in the stone.
(For movie buffs, think Crash meets Home Alone.)
This blockhead, paper, primed for chiseled face,
regards me back: "Hey Bub, best to deface
with Dry-erase. I've seen your crumpled work."
[White-out] My angel either flits away... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (normball) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7250 Fri, 30 Oct 2009 16:57:50 GMT <![CDATA[ Thomas Newton's Magnum Opus: Intelligent Design ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7246/t/Thomas-Newton-39-s-Magnum-Opus-Intelligent-Design.html
INTELLIGENT DESIGN

In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.--GEN 1:1

Nature, bright effluence of the One Supreme! / O how connected is thy wondrous frame!
--Henry Brook (1706-1783), Universal Beauty, Book II lines 261and 262

Now that we know that every key relationship in the universe is based on six numbers...and that there would be no life and no universe as we know it if any one of these six numbers was... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Thomas Newton) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7246 Fri, 16 Oct 2009 10:52:12 GMT <![CDATA[ My first sonnet - "work in progress" ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7243/t/My-first-sonnet-quot-work-in-progress-quot-.html Sonnet 1 - work in progress

We fill our little daily lives with jobs

and lists of lists of mindless tasks

feeds@yuku.com (mrstephen) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7243 Tue, 13 Oct 2009 12:40:04 GMT <![CDATA[ IV ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7240/t/IV.html
Could you help me with this sonnet? I know that it has problems with rhythm, line 8 is too long, and the images are trite. But I think I owe it to a very dear friend to keep working at it and see if I can make something out of it.

Thanks!




I've shed my tears, my dear, and wiped my eyes
And I've no doubt that more will come in time.
Yet days like these belie those heavy sighs,
And echo the lightness that once was mine.... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Harriet) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7240 Tue, 06 Oct 2009 19:06:57 GMT <![CDATA[ Sculpture ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7239/t/Sculpture.html Sculpture

On seeing the cocoons of Judith Ann Scott
and a photo of the artist with her work

A knotted skin of yarn and Christmas lights
contained the torso. An apostrophe
of swollen limblessness and parasites,
an armature of stolen property
in attic dust. It spoke of motherhood
and would not easily be photographed.
She rolled her heavy... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Rick Mullin) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7239 Tue, 06 Oct 2009 14:36:26 GMT <![CDATA[ The wind is up... ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7238/t/The-wind-is-up-.html Which ought to lie close wrapped in time and trust
If will won't prove to be an empty husk
Soon ground by wear's relentless tread to dust.
But ghosts are shapeless things that slip right past
The jailer's door and chains will never hold
When cupboard doors in ordered minds still last
In tidied states where havoc might unfold.
The tampened dreams and dusty hoards are aired
By touches caring less... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Jessica V) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7238 Sat, 03 Oct 2009 21:22:22 GMT <![CDATA[ Make like a tree, & Autumn challenge ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7234/t/Make-like-a-tree-amp-Autumn-challenge.html shows through the maples' fulsome foilage
with every day, which is to say they die
a little bit. The forest shows its age,
but being vegetal, the trees turn round,
unlike the rootless lineage of men --
no matter how much leafmulch hits the ground,
these limbs will gradually turn green again.
We rake, or chase the detritus with blowers;
we bag & tag the profligate debris.
We might as well be... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Mike Alexander) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7234 Tue, 29 Sep 2009 12:31:02 GMT <![CDATA[ Light ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7230/t/Light.html

Thou art shining light more bright than feign all.

Summer's hot day never so ripe in sight,

The sun might rise but it always will fall,

http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7230 Thu, 24 Sep 2009 05:44:11 GMT <![CDATA[ Just Rain (was Wild Life) ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7226/t/Just-Rain-was-Wild-Life-.html


Just Rain

http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7226 Sun, 20 Sep 2009 00:42:23 GMT <![CDATA[ The Curse of Macbeth... revision 1 & 2. ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7225/t/The-Curse-of-Macbeth-revision-1-amp-2-.html revision: 2

Romeo and Juliet were really

ripe and rhymed; Macbeth was certainly not

that kind. He babbled like an idiot

feeds@yuku.com (stephenwayne) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7225 Tue, 15 Sep 2009 10:40:50 GMT <![CDATA[ Sonnet Funeral ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7220/t/Sonnet-Funeral.html She had routines. Who doesn't? Just like mine
or yours. She'd read the news, then microwave
a dinner, eat while catching up on-line
with arduous studies. Or, perhaps she'd slave
over a casserole for one, or crave
expensive delicacies, or she'd design
a garden in her mind, toast the sad grave
of an imaginary poet with mulled wine.
The world is ignorant, & only sees
the violent act, the trumpeted regime...
& misses... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Mike Alexander) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7220 Tue, 08 Sep 2009 14:37:38 GMT <![CDATA[ Dear John Crowe Ransom... final revision ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7217/t/Dear-John-Crowe-Ransom-final-revision.html Dear John Crowe Ransom,

You were right! Critiquing modern poets:
no priest, no prophet, no patriot wit,
no defense of faith's romantic harlots.
Their purity was avoided like spit.
Rhyme-less, aloof, poets without laurels;
keen minds wanting all new age confections,
with out those beautiful-good-god-morals -
compounded with their cultured... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (stephenwayne) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7217 Thu, 03 Sep 2009 13:44:29 GMT <![CDATA[ For Richard Wilbur ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7216/t/For-Richard-Wilbur.html For Richard Wilbur

That roller blader might be past it -
I'd put his age at sixty-five -
and yet he scudded past so fast it
made me glad to be alive.
His hair was surf. His cheeks were leather.
A happy smile still creased his lip.
Enjoying almost perfect weather -
one... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Duncan Gillies MacLaurin) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7216 Wed, 02 Sep 2009 04:02:26 GMT <![CDATA[ Type A ]]> http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7212/t/Type-A.html Type A: Advice To Myself

The pool will sicken to a pea-green soup.
A gremlin in the grill will burn the steak.
Your unhatched chickens counted in the coop,
the ice cream maker freezes. Dishes break.
The world will not survive without a plan,
you think. The end in sight is your delight.
So, when the playbook's lost or hits the fan,
you curse the fates because you did things right.

Quit! Free the stars of your... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (vfritts) http://thesonnetboard.yuku.com/topic/7212 Tue, 25 Aug 2009 08:29:45 GMT