Sonnet 116

Because it is Valentine’s Day and William Shakespeare defined love so beautifully in this piece…Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

SONNET 116

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:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,

Things that come to mind

I’m taking a class called Fantasy in Fiction.  We just finished reading Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass.  Some of my classmates just could not get into the story. I enjoyed it!  Alice in Wonderland is one of my favorite children’s stories and enjoyed reading the story with a fresh set of eyes. While I have enjoyed the many movie variations of the story, I think I enjoyed the book more.

The story brought to mind a poem my mother used to recite when I was a child, called Topsy Turvy Land.  It made me smile when I was a child because it was so silly and it reminds of Shel Silverstein’s poems.

Topsy Turvy Land

The people walk upon their heads,
The sea is made of sand,
The children go to school by night,
In Topsy Turvy Land.

The front-door step is at the back,
You’re walking when you stand,
You wear your hat upon your feet,
In Topsy Turvy Land.

And buses on the sea you’ll meet,
While pleasure boats are planned
To travel up and down the streets
Of Topsy Turvy Land.

You pay for what you never get,
I think it must be grand,
For when you go you’re coming back,
In Topsy Turvy Land.

By
H. E. Wilkinson

Through the Looking Glass by Evelyn Astegno