Today’s poem is Sonnet 76 by William Shakespeare
76 Why is my verse so barren of new pride, So far from variation or quick change? Why with the time do I not glance aside To new-found methods and to compounds strange? Why write I still all one, ever the same, And keep invention in a noted weed, That every word doth almost tell my name, Showing their birth and where they did proceed? O, know, sweet love, I always write of you, And you and love are still my argument; So all my best is dressing old words new, Spending again what is already spent. For as the sun is daily new and old, So is my love, still telling what is told.
Prompts:
Begin with “my argument…”
Begin with “Spending…”
Draft a poem about a topic or in a structure that you are passionate about or draft a poem about a topic or in a structure you have never explored.
Draft a sonnet. To read more about sonnets, click here.
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