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Along Parrott Ropewalk in Georgetown’s Montrose Park there is an old Osage Orange tree (maclura pomifera). Early this morning I stopped to spend a few minutes photographing its large yield of fruit.
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Along Parrott Ropewalk in Georgetown’s Montrose Park there is an old Osage Orange tree (maclura pomifera). Early this morning I stopped to spend a few minutes photographing its large yield of fruit.
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Well, this blew me away. A begetter named Adam Bertocci has seized a single generative poem — Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18 — and fractured and refashioned it into a brilliant series of 22 poetic exercises. Reading these pieces is like listening to an eclectic jazz performer spin variations on a theme, or like viewing a roomful of works by a disciplined cubist painter.
Yet again, Shakespeare’s “this” gives life to thee.
The one piece of Bertocci’s I’d like someone to press into further adaptation — into song — is this ditty:
Like summer,
But more so, your temperate way,
Like summer.
You will not fade nor discolor,
In lines that your beauty convey
You shine like the fires of day,
Like summer.
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