Body
Body struggles to breathe Left to biology No mind No spirit Except the will to live
The Knight’s Tale
After hearing my arguments about The Knight's Paradox on "Who Hath Suffered The Worse?," my grandmother replied: "There’s no choice so it doesn’t matter, but to never see the one you love is worse"
Sonnet #1
Truth-telling moon, brightly burn my eyesAs you gaze into my room and my bedLooking for someone who shouldn’t be spiedIn my sheets, in my house, even my life. Look each place you please. Make everything bright,The sun has already look’d at my head.You will never find a trace of that knight.No matter the dreams that…
A Nightmarish Dream
Trying to pack dizzy and drunk, There was a screaming child And I couldn’t say stop. She screamed and cried and said that "he lied." And I woke with a start and wondered...
I Believed.
When I picked up your clothes from the store andSent out your sister’s birthday presents andMade the cards for every occasion andFound the best school for dyslexia and Drove to the pharmacy for the pills andPhotoshopped everything you needed andReserved the best table on Sundays andPreserved it all in photos and emailWith custom place settings and…
The Knight’s Paradox: Who Hath the Worse?
Stafford Wood Literature Tutorial Spring 2024 “The Knight’s Tale,” the first of Chaucer’s Canterbury Tales, concerns two Theban prisoners serving life sentences who instantly fall in love with Emelye, the young sister of the Quene Ipolia when they see her from their cell. As I explore this tale, I will follow the knight’s lead in not questioning…
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Sonnet #2
Tell me how I’ve offended you clearly Describe to me what the row is about Explain exactly why you look at me And scowl at my face with eyes cast down. If offense is the score you are keeping I am assuredly in your family’s debt Can we lay all our cards on the table?…
punctuated thinking
I’m sorry I’m trying. I’m sorry, I’m trying. I’m sorry. I’m trying. I’m so sorry. I’m trying.
eclipse
You are the omnipresent predictable force Who has shined on me For forty years. Helping me grow Making me bright Making me see the light in me And the world And a little girl. But today, Something came between us my sky darkened And got cold And I felt old. It will happen again And again.