Dark Rules
A sonnet also needs to be part of my Half Marathon as I am fond of Wordsworth’s Sonnets. I chose Sonnet 73. I will include That time of year thou mayst in me behold Behold me close in hours when darkness rules and yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which air-kiss numbing gale, were mimed melodious music, sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such black As after sunset fadeth in the west, and blanket of light slowly crawled back Which by and by black night doth take away, in coat of death's second self, swaddle in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the death-bed whereon it must expire, Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long. This post is a part of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2025