happy sunday! here’s donna:
oh gosh — this reading is spectacular, isn’t it! donna is a poet and teacher in chicagoland…how awesome is it to see her reading from her classroom? donna is a visitor of the site who wrote in wanting to participate…obviously i was glad to hear from her, and offered to let her pick her sonnet if she had a favorite. but donna took the high road and said to just assign her one — how often do we get to tell the teachers what to do? i think it’s safe to say donna gets an A+ for this homework assignment. thank you donna, for today, this “glorious morning” made brighter by your fantastic reading! good luck with the new school year.
Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye,
Kissing with golden face the meadows green,
Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy;
Anon permit the basest clouds to ride
With ugly rack on his celestial face,
And from the forlorn world his visage hide,
Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace:
Even so my sun one early morn did shine
With all triumphant splendor on my brow;
But out, alack! he was but one hour mine;
The region cloud hath mask’d him from me now.
Yet him for this my love no whit disdaineth;
Suns of the world may stain when heaven’s sun staineth.