{"id":684,"date":"2007-11-07T16:08:04","date_gmt":"2007-11-07T21:08:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.steelbuddha.net\/?p=684"},"modified":"2022-10-30T09:39:58","modified_gmt":"2022-10-30T14:39:58","slug":"poem-a-day-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.steelbuddha.net\/?p=684","title":{"rendered":"Poem-a-day, #6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A sonnet is to me a sort of test<\/p>\n<p>A sonnet is to me a sort of test<br \/>\nOne which you only take to please yourself<br \/>\nIts purpose not to show whose work is best<br \/>\nBut just to wipe some dust from off the shelf<\/p>\n<p>It takes a mind obsessed with both its parts.<br \/>\nThe critical and more creative side<br \/>\nmust work in tandem trying to impart<br \/>\nwhat simple conversation takes in stride<\/p>\n<p>So meter, rhyme and florid imagery<br \/>\nas mixed with sense and message slowly will<br \/>\nbecome a shot at artful wizardry<br \/>\nand not another empty page to fill<\/p>\n<p>And balance is the truth you&#8217;re aiming at<br \/>\nbetween the two selves living &#8216;neath your hat<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A sonnet is to me a sort of test A sonnet is to me a sort of test One which you only take to please yourself Its purpose not to show whose work is best But just to wipe some dust from off the shelf It takes a mind obsessed with both its parts. 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