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, March 8, 2011

Sonnets From Other Lives: Valeria

She knew that soon the Ghost & the Machine
would reach a final parting of their ways.
She would cross a threshold & eternity
would have her.
Now she spends her days
holding Time up to examination.
The past & photographs perused at length--
the present given over to creation
of things. While she has the strength
to stand she will continue painting.
The canvas these days called up memories--
vestiges & images remaining
with her still--her children by the sea--
the highways of her honeymoon--
so many things she would be leaving soon.

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