Happy Birthday, William Shakespeare
Baptized April 26,1564
Deceased April 23,1616
In Stratford-upon-Avon,
Warwickshire, England.
At only 52 years of age!
Plays and poems for all
ages.
Sonnets of great beauty.
Plays,unafraid to ask the
deepest questions of life.
Today, sold down the river
for Japanese poetry?
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I forgot to honor him this month.
I loved his ability to be fearless.
Now? We are no longer fearless in our poetry.
We sell out to the lowest common denominator.
We are jokesters Maximus. We pen with fear.
Oh, Lord, that we might tell the truth?
We romp as seven year olds thinking life is about
flowers and imagery?
We sell out our integrity here to be popular.
But we refuse to pen about this time or politics.
((Unless to attack our leaders.))
We can't quill in iambic pentameter.In that form
any poet will find true beauty.
Words on paper are not poetry to me. In that case
a shopping list is poetry?
I do not for a second,fool myself that my poetry is
the well-written poetry I aspire to. Save it? Why?
I know it is not up to par. I am but a child at this.
Hardly, near the brilliance of Shakespeare.
You may or may not favor the Bard. I suggest you
compare any poem you wrote to his.
One liners are one liners, Not poetry to me
Anyway, I got to be in his play, Julius Caesar.
I cry when I see Romeo and Juliet, each time!
Happy Birthday!
Thank you for the artistry you gave us. And the
strength to question, the meaning of life and love,
without fear from our peers!
Panagiota Romios
4/30/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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