A Commoner

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Sonnet. Shakespeare. Spring.
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to be or not to be to me to worry?
i work to feed my wife and my three children
the royals wrestle with my question in my story
the stage is my home at home i am a pilgrim

the spring's foul breath will claim so many mortals
the kings forever live on stage superior
the theater's closed the poetry opens portals
i write new sonnets playfully like a bull terrier

now is the time for the rich to read my mind
my rhymes serve as a biconvex reading lens
their silly curiosity is ill-timed
the actors on the stage clearly make much more sense

it's just spring the people need no enemies
to be will live or not for centuries

--
Włodzimierz Holsztyński
2019-04-09/10

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Senna JawaSenna Jawaabout 4 years agoAuthor
Premonition?

First, this poem -- then, coronavirus.

Senna JawaSenna Jawaover 4 years agoAuthor
William Shakespeare

This poem is about William Shakespeare's life (but of course).

Senna JawaSenna Jawaalmost 5 years agoAuthor
lower case

For the title, I meant it to be in lower case "a commoner". To me, this upper case is uncalled for eyesore. It's my fault, mea culpa. (The archive's editing procedure is too hard for me. Otherwise, I edit all kind of notes patiently, a lot).