#iambic hexameter

“God Is the Long Impatience in My Head” - a Petrarchan sonnet written 3/25/2019

You check your watch. “Oh hey,” you say, “it’s Equinox.” “It happens twice a year, my dear,” I say, and start upon the scientific explanation of the seasons changing, and the tilting of the Earth. You interrupt me – “Angel, that is not the point. At solstice, day and night are at their most extreme. But light can only go so far; the same for dark. Today, there’s balance once again upon the Earth with equal parts of light and dark bestowed on all.” And then you turn to toss your bread at wary ducks. I stand beside you, and I once more am amazed at how you transcend pedantry with simple truth. I think about the whiteness of your sunlit flat, and how I isolate myself in dust and books. A contradiction – or a sense of balance sought? For you’ve a spark of goodness that you cannot keep concealed And I’m the blot on linen that can never be erased.

alexandrines are by far the best iambic meter. pentameter is for losers.

– deveril

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