When I Am An Old Woman

When I was in my early twenties, I had a friend who was in her early forties. She was the first person I knew who found the poem “Warning” by Jenny Joseph. You know the one that goes: When I am an old woman I shall wear purpleWith a red hat which doesn’t go, and…

A Southern Spring Sonnet

To continue the theme of poetry month that I started on Tuesday with a series of limericks (if you missed them, you can catch up here), I thought that I’d attempt a Shakespearean sonnet. It was a little more challenging with it’s iambic pentameter, which I’m quite sure I didn’t always hit the mark on…