#567: Dream Song Sonnet with An Extra Couplet

The drummer reaches the end of the songbut can’t remember having played the bridge. He thinks to himself, as he prepares for thenext tune, did we mess up the arrangement?Did we all make the same mistake or wasit just me? He doesn’t recall any strange looksfrom his bandmates, no side-eyes or scowls, the usual indicationContinue reading “#567: Dream Song Sonnet with An Extra Couplet”

#527: An American Sonnet after Simon’s American Tune

We come on the ship they call The MayflowerWe come on the ship that sailed the moonWe come in the age’s most uncertain hoursAnd sing an American tune Paul simon Something must be wrong with us, it seems. Half of us appear to have lost our minds.I attempt to write a poem that doesn’t trytoContinue reading “#527: An American Sonnet after Simon’s American Tune”

#526: An American Sonnet

It’s been difficult to ditch the English wayof tapping out syllables. I liberated myselffrom that whole mapping of rhyme schemebut I still gravitate helplessly toward that godforsaken rhyming couplet at the end. Claude McKay adopted the whole shebangand wrote the most significant sonnetsof the twentieth century, as Beyoncé hasschooled us about the true roots ofContinue reading “#526: An American Sonnet”