Gatsby - A Sonnet

Gatsby - A Sonnet

A Poem by The Lark
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A poem for F. Scott Fitzgerald's best known story.

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No greater love there was, nor is there still,

As mine; when statue-like I set my store

Through all the night beneath your windowsill,

Or at your winking lamp across the shore.

I placed you on a pedestal above,

Where all men try to reach but cannot claim,

Whilst I, your gold-hatted, high-bouncing love

Devote myself to measure with your name.

Into the fire I leapt: corrupt and base,

My soul and blood, if you I might secure;

Yes even death! If only for your face,

For in my love, these acts were rendered pure.

Though all of me became a living lie,

All was in love for you, thus ‘great’ am I .

© 2012 The Lark


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Outstanding beyond compare! I really enjoyed The Great Gatsby and seeing the entire idea molded into a powerful sonnet, I was bewildered. The result was absolutely beautiful. Great job!

Posted 11 Years Ago


I was thrilled to see the Fitzgerald's story come to life in the Shakespearean sonnet form. I liked your allusions to the green light and the life style Gatsby immersed himself in to capture the attention of Daisy. I thoroughly enjoyed your description of Gatsby as a "gold-hatted, high-bouncing love." Finally, the closing couple was well executed and added a final punch to the poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


ah the great gatsby......its all heartbreakingly lovely....your poem has great content-structure and reads very well.....all thats missing is bootlegging and a little cynacism.......

great write!

Posted 15 Years Ago


excellent in form and content a pleasure to read

Posted 15 Years Ago


I truly loved this piece. What a wonderful tribute to one of the greatest love stories ever told! My favourite lines, were in the end:

"Into the fire I leapt: corrupt and base,

My soul and blood, if you I might secure;

Yes even death! If only for your face,

For in my love, these acts were rendered pure.

Though all of me became a living lie,

All was in love for you, thus 'great' am I ."


Well done! Keep the ink flowing.


Posted 15 Years Ago



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The Lark
The Lark

Melbourne, Australia



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