#new sonnet

[pjlowry]

Time for some pandemic poetry, whether you want it or not.

The last several sonnets I've composed have been quarantine related, but I'll write about anything... you know that.

Here is sonnet #227, I hope you like it.

PJ

[crazywilliam123-blog]

revised sonnet

Hey guys

Thank you for your numerous comments. I decided to revise my sonnet one more time. Especially I felt like there is something missing at the end.

Last days I spent a lot of time thinking about the hopelessness many people in our country experience. Especially their depression caused by their low rank occupied my mind. As you know I started writing on this sonnet some time ago but today all the missing words to express my thoughts came to my mind.

You should know (but some people still ask me all the time) that I am not writing poems about myself. As a poet it is my commitment to reflect universal themes and emotions. By writing I want you to achieve an insight into the human condition. Empathy is an unique trait every human being has and it is the reason why we enjoy telling all these stories about people who sometimes don’t even exist. Because when we tell them we realize parts of them exist in ourselves.

Hope you like the result :)

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes, I all alone beweep my outcast state, And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries, And look upon myself, and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd, Desiring this man's art and that man's scope, With what I most enjoy contented least; Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think on thee, and then my state, Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.