Friday, August 19, 2011

Homebaked Shakespeare

Here's the first entry in my homebaked Alternative Sonnets To Read At Weddings collection! I'm gonna do this one at my sister-in-law's wedding tonight!!


by (the awesome) Molly Peacock

It doesn't speak and it isn't schooled,
Like a small foetal animal with wettened fur.
It is the blind instinct for life unruled,
Visceral frankinsense and animal myrrh.
It is what babies bring to kings,
An eyes-shut, ears-shut medicine of the heart
That smells and touches endings and beginnings
Without the details of time's experienced part-
Fit-into-part-fit-into-part. Like a paw
It is blunt; like a pet who knows you
And nudges your knee with it's snout--but more raw
And blinder and younger and more divine, too,
Than the tamed wild--its the drive for what's real;
Deeper than the brain's detail; the drive to feel.

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