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“Cupid laid by”

Love’s a pool so strong
that it cures men’s maladies.
My cure’s in her eyes. 1

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  1. Cupid laid by his brand, and fell asleep:— Sonnet CLIII – William Shakespeare ↩
December 31, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”In loving thee”

Your bed-vow breaking
has torn faith and broken oaths.
You are fair. I lie.1


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  1. In loving thee thou know’st I am forsworn,— Sonnet CLII – William Shakespeare ↩
December 30, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”Love is too young”

Love’s too young to know
what it is here to witness.
In love I rise — fall.1


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  1. Love is too young to know what conscience is;— Sonnet CLI – William Shakespeare ↩
December 29, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”O, from what power”

What power caused me
to love worthless worthiness?
You hate, yet I love.1


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  1. O, from what power hast thou this powerful might— Sonnet CL – William Shakespeare ↩
December 28, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”Canst thou, O cruel”

Cruel, cruel, love,
I worship your faults and yet,
you love another.1


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  1. Canst thou, O cruel! say I love thee not, — Sonnet CXLIX – William Shakespeare ↩
December 27, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”O me, what eyes”

Love’s the blindest guide.
Love’s the most cunning liar.
Blind men can’t but fall.1


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  1. O me, what eyes hath Love put in my head, — Sonnet CXLVIII – William Shakespeare ↩
December 26, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”My love is”

My love’s a fever;
a disease that seeks no cure —
My love’s black as hell.1


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  1. My love is as a fever, longing still — Sonnet CXLVII – William Shakespeare ↩
December 25, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”Poor soul”


Dearth-filled gaiety
paints my body’s outward frame —
death’s death brings me life1



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  1. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, — Sonnet CXLVI – William Shakespeare ↩
December 24, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

”Those lips”

Love formed lips did hate,
but straight ‘twas taught to greet the
dawn with Love’s own song. 1


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  1. Those lips that Love’s own hand did make — Sonnet CXLV – William Shakespeare ↩
December 23, 2019rlbussell december, haiku, haiku-year, poems, poetry, shakespeare, sonnet Leave a comment

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