The Seeker (My Sonnet)

I look upon the world with open eyes,

Days past and for time seems so far yet close.

An erudite maiden sends her goodbyes.

They say I’ve got it, enough for a dose.

I adore this sphere, as do I love her.

The children lose their open want for air.

The time is ticking; it all turns to blur.

A tender promise shown with little care.

The seeking of thou is lost and hiding.

I want to see it all before I go.

A gift that values the sight of seeing,

Oh she blooms and learns, I watch as she grows.

To the world I’ll never leave, I thank you.

Spiritually I gaze from this calm view.

Sonnet 75 (Response to Poem)

So are you to my thoughts as food to life,
Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground;
And for the peace of you I hold such strife
As 'twixt a miser and his wealth is found;
Now proud as an enjoyer and anon
Doubting the filching age will steal his treasure,
Now counting best to be with you alone, 
Then better'd that the world may see my pleasure;
Sometime all full with feasting on your sight
And by and by clean starved for a look;
Possessing or pursuing no delight, 
Save what is had or must from you be took.
Thus do I pine and surfeit day by day, 
Or gluttoning on all, or all away.


            Sonnet 75 written by William Shakespeare is very different. The comparison of want and food is compatible. The narrator has this urgent need to see this girl that he wants. The way he compares it to food is unique because in order for us humans to live, we rely on food  because we need it. Without food, we'll die. As I read this sonnet, I didn't have a hard time understanding it because it was very simple and easy to comprehend.
            "Sometime all full with feasting on your sight (line 9)" shows the comparison to food. The narrator talks about how they are full from the sight of whoever they want. The following line talks about how they long for a look or a glance from the person they want. The way both of these lines are phrased shows the desperate need and attention that the narrator is seeking. Throughout the sonnet, the sign of desperation keeps reoccurring. 
            The narrator of this sonnet makes me chuckle and laugh. They seem very indecisive about what they want. For example, "Now counting best to be with you alone,/Then bettered that the world may see my pleasure," shows how the narrator is very indecisive. They say how one moment it is best to be alone with who they want, but then another moment it is best for the world to see the pleasure that the narrator is having. It is almost like the narrator wants the world to see the beauty of this person, but then they also want this person to themselves. 
          This sonnet was really enjoyable to read. Most of William Shakespeare's sonnet are love based, but what made this one special was the comparison to food, which is something we as consumers depend on. The narrator's indecisiveness made a drive for this sonnet. The desperation shown shows how the narrator would "die" without the person they want. All in all, this sonnet was very unique and one of the best that I've read this year. 

3 Poems

1. What is poetry...?

Poetry is the flow
of words running rampantly.
The rhythm taps along
with a
constant
beat.
The words express their feelings.

2. What happens to...?

What happens to those
who lose who they love?
The emptiness haunts them
like a non stop nightmare.
The absence of them is
still, quiet, and
lonely.

The old flashbacks
leads to us trying to seek solace.
But often it isn't there.
Flashbacks repair themselves
and create a pavement.

3. Artwork Poem
*** Can be found in  'Still Life With Black Clock by Paul Cézanne' post.

Still Life With Black Clock by Paul Cézanne

Still Life With Black Clock (1870)

            Paul Cézanne was born in the year 1839. As a child, his father was a strict hardened business man who treated him unfairly and strictly. Although that might not seem like the best relationship, Cézanne got along well with his mother and his sister. He went to law school in Aix. Soon enough, he also went to an informal art school called Atlelier Suisse and he began to doubt his ability to paint. After 5 months, he finally gave up and returned to working in his father's bank. Even though he gave up, he started trying to improve his skills by drawing delicated colors. He disliked it when spectators watched him as he painted. Most of the time Cézanne appeared to be shy, awkward, moody, and rude. You can kind of see this through his paintings too. Many think his paintings are violent and nightmarish. His paintings are mostly painted with dark colors. I think something that has led to this dark painting phase is because of his parent's passing. His mother's passing affected him alot too. In the 1890s time period, Cézanne began painting many portraits of family and friends, which I find interesting. It almost seems to me that he is trying to save the memories of these people onto canvas or a sheet of paper before they leave him too. Along with making beautiful artwork, Cézanne admired some well known artists like Rubens and Michelangelo. 

            The piece of artwork that captured my eye was the one above called Still Life With a Black Clock. One of the many things that I've noticed about this picture is that the clock doesn't have hands. This makes me wonder if it was done on purpose since the title of this piece is Still Life With a Black Clock . The clock not having hands could lead to time stopping or pausing for something. Or it could also possibly show how slow life is. I like how there are other objects in this painting. Even though it has been told that Cézanne's paintings are violentish, this piece of artwork is rather quite quiet and calm to me. I like that the background colors don't overpower the painting too much. The object that I like the most from the painting is the shell. I think it brings a lot of color to the room. It some what lights up the room. The detailing on the shell makes it look rough and bumpy. This is a weird observation, but the shell reminds me the sound of the ocean and the clock reminds me of a constant, steady tick. When you combine those two together, the sound that those two objects make together seems like it sounds very halcyon and tranquil. The interpretation that I have for this picture is that maybe Cézanne made this art work when he was in a quiet and calm state. Whenever I look at this picture, it reminds me of him sitting down painting to soothing quiet music. 

            This piece of artwork reminds me of memories. I know it's strange. All this thinking that I've been doing is strange, but the shell is what I've been focused on. The shell is so fragile and sometimes it's overlooked by us. The beauty inside it is magnificent and beautiful. The song of the sea is captured in a shell, big or small. Every shell has the sound of the sea within them. This reminds me of memories because all of our memories are collected and gathered together to compose all these bitter-sweet moments together. They migh be forgotten for awhile, but the fact is that these memories that we create never leave us. The sound of the sea will never be lost, simply because it stays within the shell. This is where the whole "calming" thing comes in too.  This also pops the question: why do some of us try to create memories that were never there? These memories become fake memories. They are almost like fantasy memories. They are unrealistic and are composed of all these thoughts and ideas that have never happened. 

The Nonexistent Memory 

Captured in a shell, is the sound of the ocean.

Like a memory.

What if it held something different?

Like a fake memory.

What if we could remember things

that we’ve never experienced?

Fiction.

If you remember something,

something that didn’t happen,

a fake memory,

then wouldn’t it be a dream?

Dreams and fantasies only go so far.

But what if fiction becomes

reality?