Emily Wells
@enwells01 · 0:49
Poetry Reading: Sonnet 54
As wantonly when summer's breath that their masked buds discloses but for their virtue only is their show they live unwooded and unrespected fade die to themselves sweet roses do not sow of their sweet deaths are sweetest odors made and so of you, beautious and lovely youth when that shall fade my verse distills your truth
Hey, that's a powerful excerpt there. Definitely brings value to the awareness of age and beauty and the fleeting aspect of it all. But also, is it really fleeting because if life is beautiful at all stages, as I would perceive the poem to claim the and I guess beauty is not sleeping at all. What do you think?
Emily Wells
@enwells01 · 0:31
I don't know if I'm a deep enough thinker for this conversation. I guess I see the poem as more of a commentary on truth and beauty and how those relate. But I guess it's like what you said that does it fade. Because if truth is if the inner beauty is true beauty, then that doesn't fade. It's just the outer beauty that does