Hundred and Fifty Four Sonnets - Visser, Suzanne
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A sonnet is like a little explosion. First there is the idea. Such an idea arrives in the mind from the outside, like a text message. Ping. There it is. When thoughts begin to stream and mingle around the idea, one must be quick and catch them in lines. These lines then must rhyme: ABABCDCDEFEFGG. Ideally, there are ten syllables in a line, not counting silent ones. One is caught in a little time bubble universe while writing a sonnet. One must grab all that is given in that very moment. Before Visser wrote this series of sonnets, One Hundred and Fifty-Four Sonnets, she had never written a…mehr

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A sonnet is like a little explosion. First there is the idea. Such an idea arrives in the mind from the outside, like a text message. Ping. There it is. When thoughts begin to stream and mingle around the idea, one must be quick and catch them in lines. These lines then must rhyme: ABABCDCDEFEFGG. Ideally, there are ten syllables in a line, not counting silent ones. One is caught in a little time bubble universe while writing a sonnet. One must grab all that is given in that very moment. Before Visser wrote this series of sonnets, One Hundred and Fifty-Four Sonnets, she had never written a sonnet. The first sonnet in this bundle was the second sonnet she ever wrote. The second sonnet she ever wrote is the first sonnet in this bundle. Then Chris asked her why she likes sonnets. She explained in an email: I just like sonnets. There's something comforting about them. They spring to mind easily. She explained in a sonnet: I don't know where they come from these sonnets They appear through me rather than from me Their onset is on planets and comets Amongst trees and in the depths of the seas She decided to write hundred and fifty-four sonnets, just like Shakespeare. She wrote a sonnet a day and put them her Facebook page, where they were liked or loved or even cared for by a small group of regulars. Hundred and fifty-four days later, she wrote the last sonnet of this bundle. Whether it will be her very last sonnet indeed remains to be seen. The question is, have the sonnets improved over these hundred and fifty-four days of practise or have they gotten worse? Or did they remain of the same quality? What do their graphs look like? How do they fluctuate? It is for the reader to find out and judge.
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