So I’ve been late every week on this, so I don’t know if it counts as late anymore, but at least this week I have an excuse: I am very I’ll. I’m mostly over it now, though, so yay me.
Sunday’s poem recitations went great. It was Tennyson week, and my friend Brian finally did Ulysses, and I did a nice short one: “The Miller’s Daughter,” which is surprisingly racy for a Victorian poem. Of course, the Lady of Shallot has a stealth-mode sex scene, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.
This week is Shakespearean sonnet week, so…any suggestions? I don’t want to do one of the obvious ones, but I still want something awesome. Anybody have a favorite Shakespearean sonnet?
(By the way, for the many Lady of Shallot fans wondering where the sex scene is, remember that in Romantic-era poetry sex is often represented by flowers. Read it with that in mind, and the sex scene becomes pretty blatant.)