I found out that April is national poetry month, and having recently lamented over the shameful state of my own creative output, I decided that I should celebrate this glorious month by searching through my favorite poems once again. It always stirs me up inside. Good poetry can keep me captivated for hours, but is sadly underappreciated by the general populace I fear. I am going to try to post many of my favorite poems this month- maybe from here on out. These are simply words that people (if anyone really reads this) need to be exposed to. It is good for the mind and the soul. I will start with a standard from everybody's favorite metaphysicist.
Holy Sonnet XIV: Batter My Heart, Three-Personed God
John Donne
Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurped town, to another due,
Labor to admit you, but O, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
but is captived, and proves weak or untrue.
yet dearly I love you, and would be loved fain,
But am betrothed unto your enemy.
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again;
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor even chaste, except you ravish me.
4.10.2006
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