vol. 3 issue 16
Greetings,
It’s been a while since I just offered you some poetry, but that is what is in my heart this week. You needn’t recognize the references to themes and issues for this year so far. This Shakespeare sonnet is stirring on its own. I offer it below.
Before I leave you to enjoy this last weekend of March, I wanted to thank everyone for the astounding reception to last week’s podcast with the Lakota Music Project. I appreciated all the nice feedback, too.
And lastly, Ensouled: the online journal of applied and cultural astronomy is coming…next week. It’s my way of making sense of the anthropological history of the cosmos. I am looking forward to hopefully having some of my docu-mental readers follow along there, too. Links forthcoming…
Until then,
Peace.
Whitney
Sonnet 15: When I consider everything that grows
When I consider everything that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment;
When I perceive that men as plants increase,
Cheered and check'd even by the selfsame sky,
Vaunt in their youthful sap, at height decrease,
And wear their brave state out of memory;
Then the conceit of this inconstant stay
Sets you most rich in youth before my sight,
Where wasteful Time debateth with Decay
To change your day of youth to sullied night;
And all in war with Time for love of you,
As he takes from you, I engraft you new.
—William Shakespeare