A Winter's Tale: a call for sonnets
In honor of the ongoing Shakespeare festival, I'm inviting topical sonnets from you, my long-suffering, gentle readers. Sonnets need not be Shakespearean--Petrarchan and Spenserian forms are acceptable--but must be topical to DC or the surrounding area.
I'll begin.
Upon our District, prosperous and proud.
Did Winter's icy touch this week alight--
The bread and milk grew scarce, the forecasts loud
And shrill--and citizens did scurry at the sight
Of snowflakes, scarcely seen in these warm climes,
But seen enough for some of us to know
To keep our cool. We kept away from lines
At Giant, Safeway, CVS. The snow
Was less a hazard than the slipp'ry ice,
Which unexpected holidays did give
To schoolkids and to feds--and we thought twice
Of driving in the slush. Yes, we who live
The winter in and winter out don't fuss:
We clear our cars, or else we take the bus.
I'll begin.
Upon our District, prosperous and proud.
Did Winter's icy touch this week alight--
The bread and milk grew scarce, the forecasts loud
And shrill--and citizens did scurry at the sight
Of snowflakes, scarcely seen in these warm climes,
But seen enough for some of us to know
To keep our cool. We kept away from lines
At Giant, Safeway, CVS. The snow
Was less a hazard than the slipp'ry ice,
Which unexpected holidays did give
To schoolkids and to feds--and we thought twice
Of driving in the slush. Yes, we who live
The winter in and winter out don't fuss:
We clear our cars, or else we take the bus.