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In the third of our Shakespearean Sonnet competition winners, Brian Robert Flynn revisits John Keats’ sonnet 635: ‘When I have fears that I may cease to be‘. All winners will receive a copy of Litro #133: Shakespeare, and a copy of Ben Crystal’s book Shakespeare on Toast.
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face
And she perceives her own through what I’ve got,
Her Love and Fame replete as void of Day’s
Bright gaze, which I can see and Night cannot;
Stars shoot and shower from her chasm past
My aquula, our little stream, to light
A point of view, enrich’d and wise; alas,
My eyes fall on the coral cheeks of Night.
Transcending blink, her moon dips past the lens
Into my own tenebrous universe;
Confusion’s clouds rain complication when
She scans my vast expanse, not unlike hers.
Unworldly souls and soulless worlds between,
Our eyes remain unfocused on the seen.
About Brian Robert Flynn
Originally from Denver, Brian Robert Flynn is currently breathing the poetry and fiction of Washington, DC. His work can be found online at Banango Street, RiverLit, Litro, and theNewerYork.