A sonnet is the clever use of rhyme
In patterns such as Petrarch might
employ
Or Shakespeare's playful whimsy
intertwine
For centuries of lovers to enjoy.
A sonnet is an unrelenting beat,
The blood's intrinsic pulse of weak and
strong,
That runs full-tilt for five iambic feet
In three times four plus two, a
discipline of song.
A sonnet is a message of the heart,
Of Wordsworth's wonder, Milton 's heavy hand,
Of Keats's classic skill, of Shelley's
art.
Of Browning's love songs from a foreign
land.
While others seek the chessboard on a day,
The sonnet is my choice of game to play.
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