Oh, am I ever glad I am not going to AWP this year! I was just looking through my old comics, drawn when I was first trying to figure out FLASH and how to draw comics with my mouse, and realizing how many of my early comics were about my dread of AWP. But I will miss seeing friends and celebrating BOA's 40th anniversary and seeing poets like Naomi Shihab Nye, Rick Bursky, and Li-Young Lee.
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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
This has to be one of my dumbest comics yet! Oh well . . .
I love reading poems literally, or rather-- hyper-literally. I was thinking of Zeus when I drew this but of course, Athena burst from his forehead in a full suit of armor.
It's funny how certain lines of a poem stick in the mind--like "ancient glittering eyes" from "Lapis Lazuli." Or rather, "Their ancient, glittering eyes are gay."