This portion of the poem was completely inspired by Shakespeare's Sonnet 65. In a weird twist, I modified the quill from the movie Quills to create the pen spilling blood red poetry. Nothing like coupling true love and the Marquis De Sade.
For your reading pleasure, a truly great poet -- William Shakespeare:
Sonnet 65
Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea,
But sad mortality o'ersways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer's honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of battering days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but Time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall Time's best jewel from Time's chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Saturday, January 27, 2007
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