So I've been working on a sonnet on this age-difference thing, and I finally finished a rough draft. Not my best work, and still in need of tinkering, but here it is. (And if you're lost, read yesterday's entry for the back story.)
* * *
In joining heart to heart, love must have rhyme
Not in every part, but certain terms must share
Their sweetness in a unison sublime
To bind the wandering harmony of care.
Yet in songs and sonnets harmony requires
A measure more of interval and discord:
Contrapuntal strains weave motets sung by choirs
And meter measures out but scarce accord.
So say not, love, that we must rhyme our ages
When so much else between us shares its song.
Time hath writ us down on facing pages,
But no melody so sweet can eer be wrong.
If two lovers so completely can delight in passions kiss,
An interval between them turns the harmony to bliss.
-ff
(c) 2002 to yours truly. plagiarism sucks.
* * *
In joining heart to heart, love must have rhyme
Not in every part, but certain terms must share
Their sweetness in a unison sublime
To bind the wandering harmony of care.
Yet in songs and sonnets harmony requires
A measure more of interval and discord:
Contrapuntal strains weave motets sung by choirs
And meter measures out but scarce accord.
So say not, love, that we must rhyme our ages
When so much else between us shares its song.
Time hath writ us down on facing pages,
But no melody so sweet can eer be wrong.
If two lovers so completely can delight in passions kiss,
An interval between them turns the harmony to bliss.
-ff
(c) 2002 to yours truly. plagiarism sucks.
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