Having winter intrude upon our spring has me quoting Burns and Shakespeare.
Tag Archives: Sonnet 18
Weather Report: Death’s Untimely Frost
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Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer’s Day
Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18–Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day–can be read as a power move.
Rough Winds Do Shake the Buds of March
Crazy weather swings have been messing with our spring flowers, bringing to mind Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18.