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Monday, March 10, 2008

Sonnet LXX

I paint nice pictures, sketch quite stunning scenes
without a single drop of paint or brush.
I see strange visions no one else has seen
yet I need glasses, for my vision’s mush.

I make odd riddles no one else can solve,
for there is not an answer you can guess.
Each answer is correct and will resolve
my problems, solved to each who dare confess.

I build great spheres, all round and lovely still
though you may never see them with your eyes.
I speak not of the future past the hills
and yet my words will come not as surprise.

Fear not, my friend, my fiery tongue is cold
though words still chastise all the plots retold.


  1. Story telling? nice. Maybe you should do more riddles like this one. Unless you have, and I just haven't been reading them...sorry

  2. Oh that's funny! XP

    Well, I consider un-understandable poetry riddles :)

  3. It's funny that i didn't think of story telling when i read this, instead it made me consider that everyone could be a secret genius to themselves and unable to communicate their ideas with was a very unsettling. And of course Happy Birthday!! I hope your exams went well!

  4. That's a nice thought Hillary. I never noticed that, but what's so wonderful about poetry (and all the arts) is that it's subjective and everyone finds their own meanings.

    Thanks for the birthday wish! My exams went very well, I thought they were very easy. I'll know my marks for all three on September 9! :)

  5. gah, you're so good at exams that it's not even funny! But it's good they were easy to you. you probably got perfect on all three

  6. Um thanks Alice? Well, not perfect but do you remember Grade 4 History? The computer said "100" and when I got it it was only 99.5! Darn "Haec dies"...cost me 0.5 of a mark on the essay!


A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.

I say it just
Begins to live
That day.

- Emily Dickinson

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