Haven't written anything in a while. Not really been in the mood. But felt like writing this today.
Battling Beauty
Oh where's my Katherina?
Oh where my little shrew?
To scold me when I woo her,
To scratch me when I pet her,
To bite me when I kiss her,
And twist my warped heart true.
I want no dainty daisy.
I want a thorny rose.
To vex but not to irk me,
To barb but not to snare me,
To hurt but not to harm me,
Mi Bella - bellicose.
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I think this is a very nice poem, however the last line really irked me because it just breaks the beauty of the structure and words. It seems very forced. ( I am sure it might not have been the case but that's how it seems)
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RKD
Well for metrical reasons i had to use Spanish instead of Italian :(
ReplyDeletePlease elaborate on how it disrupts the structure, 'cos I'm not quite sure what you mean there. Or is it just that you think the last line's vocabulary sticks out from the rest?