This morning’s piece…

…is, once again, a new work, written, albeit more directly this time, and not from memory, from two much, much older works. Both of these were two quatrains of Octameter. This was approximately the correct number of words and syllables to make a sonnet. 8 * 8 * 2 gives us 128 syllables. I kept the rhymes, although I moved them so they would ring with each other in a manner more true. Also Added a few more; so that, in all lines, there are three rhyming words, but sometimes there are four. Continue reading

There are some sonnet projects…

…even single ones, that require so much thought, that it is far less painful to work on them a little at a time. Works such as this one take at least a few days of thinking upon. I would revisit the draft at least once per day, type a note or two, or a phrase I thought was usable. Anything that occurs between periods of sleep is always easier. It just comes together almost like magic all of a sudden. Continue reading

While penning another sonnet…

…I began to despair.  But not due to the subject matter therein contained.

No.

It was something about the manner in which I must remain at electronic arm’s length from those to whom I have grown electronically close.

Closeness and separation are not only relative in this strange world of ours, but now have become virtualised as well.  How far is one blog entry from another?  How far is a comment from a post?

How far?

My sweetheart…

…left me the most beautiful thing on my Xerex sequence. I really thought it the fitting and most perfect end and answer to the thing. So beautiful. So now the sequence has seven sonnets. It sounds to me together like wedding bells and wedding vows and honeymoons and love everlasting.

And … what am I to do now with the order of things. Should I move the whole Xerex sequence–all seven brothers–up to the front to be with its sister? Something along those lines will have to be done, I think.

My sweetheart gave me…

…a wonderful idea!  She mentioned that people hadn’t been looking very far back in time on the site.  She thought that was a shame.  That made me think along these lines:

“Well…” I thought to myself, “The site really is like a long book of verse isn’t it?”

“So,” I continued to think to myself, “Why not make it easier for someone to move through the work from the beginning?” Continue reading

The entry for today…

…is the result of some very rough blank verse being converted to a sonnet.  I really didn’t go overboard here in my rhythmic adherence to the form.  I’m not sure what I think about the result.  This one hung around as a draft for a number of days.  I’d work on it absent-mindedly for a handful of minutes here and there and finally finished it a few days ago and placed it in the queue.

This method has yielded better results and easier results in the past, particularly when I was not certain the direction I wanted to go on a particular work.

I may do a bit–possibly quite a bit–of lucasing on this one because I am not completely satisfied with the result.  There is a level of satisfaction I consider to be a minimum requirement.  I needn’t think a particular sonnet shall move heaven and earth by its art in order that I might be satisfied in it; however I like to think I proficiently used all the various techniques that I intended.  If I do a complete rework of this piece, then I think I’ll leave this one alone and enter it as another sonnet–perhaps link them together.

We shall see.

I have been wanting…

…to compose a sonnet by picking the rhyme scheme first and placing the rhyming words next and then filling in the sonnet from there, trying–as well as I can manage–to create something coherent and with some kind of consistent theme and message, and with a proper Volta, etc.   A holiday of sorts is coming up at some point soon, perhaps I’ll make a present to myself of some extra work.