Don Juan Sonnet

Strange little Petrarchan Sonnet about the life of a dawg.

 

Don Juan in the Sonnet

 

Just to be a poet of love, Ovid

of this new Age, but then—experience.

Heart racing, straining, as I jump, climb, swim,

fall my way away from fathers, husbands,

brothers with bared steel and death in their eyes?

All the time pining for my own Roxanne

only to find naïve heart and nether

organ beguiled by today’s Jezebel?

 

I tell you, I saw Bathsheba bathing,

but when I learned of her husband, ran to

stand beside him at Troy, at Jericho,

at Babylon, and Antietam—My blood

ran red with his, yet he has that comfort

left at home, love’s faith promise . . . What have I?

 

 

                                    David M Pitchford

                                    28 September 2007

Author's Note

Enjoy the read!

Reviews

[Sam Freeland]

Your memory of history stirs us all in our need to read more widely of the turmoil
of the past...if we do this, we may be able to capture meaning approaching the level of
your writing. Though I believed I had done well in my reading, I have far to go.

May I humbly ask if you had encountered "Guns, Germs, and Steel" by Jared Diamond ?
Nothing I have read comes as close to his effort explaining our existence on this planet.
When I have shared this question with the most knowledgable I have known, their answer
was, yes. sam

[Michael X]

Really great work David. inspired by greak mythology.. how muses still inspire to this day
i really thought the concept of Roxanne having troy and you competing to such effect
set this piece perfectly ..written as intended.. the wording's scribed with creativity and passion

I tell you, I saw Bathsheba bathing,but when I learned of her husband, ran tostand beside him at Troy, at Jericho,at Babylon, and Antietam-My bloodran red with his, yet he has that comfort left at home, love's faith promise . . . What have