I was recently asked by my eldest sister to write a piece of poetry to read at her approaching wedding. Of course, I was incredibly honoured and humbled by this touching request. However – slight terror couldn’t help but creep up to the surface! As much as I adore writing, how was I going to put into words the overwhelming love I felt not only for my sister, but also the beautiful relationship between her and her fiancé?
And yes – that terror remains. So I have been increasing my poetry reading with the hope that inspiration will take control and allow the words to spill onto the page.
So why not share here? I have been fairly lacklustre recently with my blog posts – a mixture of a dry spell of shows (that I was able to attend!) and an increasingly busy work schedule while the company tours has meant I haven’t had quite as much to write about. The two combined is a dreadful mix; there are so many excellent shows out there right now (including the fabulous work WOW Film Festival has to offer) but work commitments have barricaded me from attending many.
Alas, that is no excuse! So I solemnly do swear that from now on, whether I am attending productions or not, I will continue my loving commitment to this little blog. Starting off with one of the most inspiring – and most appropriate – sonnets, it is of course Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116. And as an aside, enjoy this rather geeky picture taken of me recently at the home of this absolute legend…
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 wandering 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 proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.