The Essential Shakespeare, Volume XII: Space-Saver Sonnets
purged of accretions & newly published in the corrected hemimeter version prepared under the general folgership of G. Starbuck
| Poor Soul
Fly,
thief;
thy
fief-
dom
’s torched.
Come,
Cur.
Fetch!
Get
your
scorched
earth
worth. |
Not Marble
This
word,
whis-
pered,
shall
stand,
and
the
Car-
rar-
a
mar-
ble
fall.
|
| My Mistress’ Eyes Are Nothing
Yes,
Per-
fes-
ser,
snow
no
doubt
out-
does
her
et-
cet-
er-
as.
|
Like the Sun
She’s
not
some
flot-
sam
si-
mi-
les
from
Ly-
ly’s
Eu-
phu-
es.
|
| Th’ Expense
Lust
is
just
mis-
er-
y,
wor-
ry
and
blame.
Brand-
name
dreck.
Ecch.
|
‘Notes on the Life, By the Late B. D. Browse.’
“Bill?
Lil?
’sme!
’s Will!
Key?
Natch.
Latch-
rope?
Nope.
Ope
Nup!
Yup.
You
too.”
|
George Starbuck, “Space-Saver Sonnets” from The Works: Poems Selected from Five Decades. Copyright © 2003 by University of Alabama (Tuscaloosa). Reprinted with the permission of The University of Alabama Press.
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Poet George Starbuck 1931–1996
POET’S REGION U.S., Southern
Subjects Arts & Sciences, Poetry & Poets, Humor & Satire
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