Friday, July 14, 2017

OTI:one poem and notes:7/14/17

Open To Interpretation

Today, books are scattered like pamphlets,
Confetti celebrating nothing new.
Affairs we pursue like seeking Hamlets
Curious as to what got into you.

Oh, that we could ply you with Falstaff's wile,
Leaning on Mermaids' tables over drinks,
And flatter your inimitable style
Until your wide blank eyed hiding stare blinks.

When your hands begin to fidgit the glass,
We'll steady your grip, and pour another,
And draw near, ask, "Was she, or her, your lass?
We here are just one band, tell us brother."

And you on the bouncing limb's very end,
Plunk face down, silence to the future send.


Notes: well, I found more! (see previous posts)...and so had to do another sonnet...sorta...definitely a sorta...reference the Mermaid Tavern, the haunt of the "Fraternity of Sireniacal Gentlemen"...and Shakespeare's demise...


The cause of Shakespeare's death is a mystery, but an entry in the diary of John Ward, the vicar of Holy Trinity Church in Stratford (where Shakespeare is buried), tells us that "Shakespeare, Drayton, and Ben Jonson had a merry meeting and it seems drank too hard, for Shakespeare died of a fever there contracted."


a curio...but a marvel is that Lady Anne Clifford was good friends with  Lady Warwick who sold Shakespeare a cottage in Stratford...and about all these girls about Queen Elizabeth awaits a tale!...


a group Violet Wilson calls "the tuest, wisest, greatest, era of womanhood"...



SHAKESPEARE'S heroines undoubtedly had their
origin in the society women of the time. The
dramatist may not have come into close social
contact with the great Elizabethan ladies, but
he had ample opportunity of knowing them well, both
by sight and reputation. Daily he would pass them
in the London streets, driving in their resplendent
coaches, or walking afoot attended by pages and ushers.
At Court performances they formed an appreciative
audience of the author's plays, and frequently sent
for the Globe players to give performances at their
private houses.





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