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- Casey Thomas - Sonnet: The Official Insurer of the Post Apocalypse.
Thank you for sharing the talent God has so amply blessed you with! But in God the end of one thing, even of all things, is a sign of the newness to come. His goodness and wonder extend beyond the bounds of those transitions in life that feel insurmountable. Thanks Jamie I heard Maggie preach on the the text on Sunday and wrote the sonnet this morning.
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Thanks for posting on FB. When I saw the photo of the branch and the tender shoot, I thought you would be doing Isaiah Interesting juxtaposition of a tender shoot.
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Your last line is especially striking. That is an utterly profound and deeply midrashic sonnet — thank you. I shall meditate on it some more and circulate the link.
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Sonnet: The Official Insurer of the Post Apocalypse
Twitter Facebook Email Print Reddit. Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: My mistress' eyes are not My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than. How a lip rasped over finely tined ridges can play sweet as a needle on vinyl. Putting in the Seed. If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England.
There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, A body of England's, breathing English. Letts Dead Winifred M.