The sonnet sequence, "My Human Disguise," of 600 ekphrastic poems, was begun February 2011 and completed January 15, 2022. It can be found beginning with the January 20, 2022 post and working backwards. Going forward are 20 poems called "Terzata," beginning on January 27, 2022. Thirty more Terzata can be found among the links on the right. A new series of dramatic monologues follows on the blog roll, followed by a series of formal poems, each based on a single word.
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Thursday, September 7, 2017
The Second Day of the Creation (Escher), Sonnet #368
Today’s the second day of creation. I’m sitting, sipping my coffee, and read About the idea of ideation— Interesting piece, though more of a screed. The author is angry about something He can’t express, but determines to try. Over the ocean the cataracts sing, The clouds dive dark and bright, and the waves fly. The thunder, a clangor worthy of hell, Fell silent an hour before the rain fell. My reading’s become a hopeless muddle, Some stones plopped into a muddy puddle. I sigh and drop the book, disrobe, and leap For the now pacific, still surging deep.
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