The Encyclopedia Sonnetica

Seldom Pure and Never Simple: Fawlty Thoughts

Seldom Pure and Never Simple: Fawlty Thoughts There’s freedom in the speaking of the truth. I know we’re not supposed to think that such A thing exists. It’s fashionably uncouth, Post-Modernism says, to use the crutch Of common sense. Too many minds have come With far...

RachelROBERT

RachelROBERT The ancient myths about strange beasts composedOf body parts from different creatures fillSome need inside the psyche. Boys enclosedInside a female body ache untilThey realize the truth about their sex.The suffering starts as if it’s just a bruise.It’s...

On Waves of Song

On Waves of Song Relief comes in as slowly as a tideOn gentle coasts but feels as urgent asThe tidal bore up Severn. Hope had diedUntil you spoke and now I feel like jazzIs jiving in my bones. The slowness cameBecause my heart was made of numbness, soMy blood required...