Sonnet XLII
So am I as the slave, whose blood was spilled In a life destroyed and rife with pain, That knows its brokenness prostrate and killed Dulling the unconscious mind in refrain. Therefore, we long for the day we are freed, And, ne’er let us return to such vile hate. Like diamonds held hostage in shameful […]
Sonnet XLI
Thus can elusive peace be found in meOf my sweet sorrow that to thee I part Where I behold serene solemnity Raise the strain that feeble farewell impart Let thunder clap and paint the fracture’d sky That honor fallen t’was feigned at winged speed And wind-swept never-ending tears I cry For love obscure hath tumbled […]