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, September 28, 2010

9/28
Sonnets From Other Lives: Helene

This is the best part of the day--
the morning blooming like a teenage girl.
She makes herself a large care' au lait
& surveys her little corner of the world.
A cloud of bushtits swarms about the holly.
The breeze drops hints that autumn is awake.
She's thinking that she'll ring up her friend Molly
to catch up things and walk around Green Lake.
Freedom calls. She thinks she likes the book
& approves of Franzen's rehabilitation.
she settles herself in in the breakfast nook
& joins in with the Oprah Book Club Nation.

What's with these people?  She's sure she could give
those Berglands some advice on how to live.
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  1. P. A .HofmannSeptember 28, 2010 at 5:55 PM

    At the end of the first section of his new novel, Freedom, Franzen has one of the characters commenting on his hapless protagonists: "I don't think they've figured out yet how to live".

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