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Good day, Citizens of Boom Poetry. Today is Wednesday, and it is time to Depict the Piece.
Here's how this session works;
* A piece of poetry is shared here.
*We read through and leave comments on what we can interpret from the poem.
*And by 6:30pm, we'll round off the session.
Sounds interesting right?
Well, here's our piece for today;
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
Get to work poets.....Lets depict this piece!!!