At dVerse Ingrid is hosting Poetics with an invitation to take from a list of Shakespeare’s plays, one and write about its theme in a poem.
“Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.” William Shakespeare
This Time To end this isolation I summon of the deep a portent to divide, a gyre dark whose ghosts of torment always seek to visit misery upon the unsuspecting sufferers, leaden with the fate of zephyrs, too weak to carry a thought let alone a truth, and yet, defying the odds, this time the ship sails and all is well, except for Caliban, that purveyor of lies now banished, he alone shall not prosper his schemes. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ® Note: the storm in The Tempest is over in the first act but forms the backdrop to the play and is a metaphor for life. The poem could be a metaphor for a modern Caliban but I really couldn't say 😀