What it is

June 2010: In a desperate attempt to stave off senility, the monkey began writing a poem a day. By summer's end he'd begun to run out of versified political rants and philosophical bloviations. Then he hit on the improbable idea of writing micro fiction in the form of Elizabethan sonnets. Eureka. The birth of the "Sonnets From Other Lives" series. Two hundred plus lives later, he's still at it.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

11/30
Sonnets From Other Lives: Melinda


Melinda can’t leave well enough alone.
She’s going to have to somehow be involved.
These are—she reasons—matters of the home
& hearth & so the problem must be solved.
Her son—Marvin—is less that sure she’s right.
It is—in fact--his marriage we’re discussing—
his infidelity & not his wife’s—
but Mom is Mom & currently she’s fussing
over scripture—looking for the perfect verse
to inspire a reconciliation
through spiritually uplifting guilt & terse
syntax. Is it her imagination
or is Marvin too content on settling
on a strategy based on his Mommy’s meddling?

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