Connecticut Shakespeare Festival Sonnet Anthology 2021

By RBB Press

River Bend Bookshop and Playhouse Theatre Group present the Connecticut Shakespeare Festival Sonnet Contest Anthology.

• Language: English
• Publisher: RBB Press
• Release date: Nov 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781954975033

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CONNECTICUT SHAKESPEARE FESTIVAL

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SONNET ANTHOLOGY

2021

CONNECTICUT SHAKESPEARE FESTIVAL

SONNET ANTHOLOGY 2021

Volume compilation, introduction, and back matter copyright © 2021 by River Bend Bookshop Press, Glastonbury, CT.

All right reserved

The material in this volume is printed with the permission of holders of copyright and publishing rights. Acknowledgements begin on page 53. All authors retain copyright to their works.

Distributed to the trade in the United States by

River Bend Bookshop Press.

ISBN  978-1-95497-503-3

First Printing

Manufactured  in the United States of America

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This anthology is the collection of notable works submitted to the 2021 Connecticut Shakespeare Festival Sonnet Contest.

Thank you to the contributors for submitting your work.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Traditional Sonnets

7

Contemporary Sonnets

34

Acknowledgements

59

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TRADITIONAL SONNETS

Siren Song

Katrina Agudo

Ophelia: Pretty. Poor. Sweet. Fair;

A nymph whose corporeal form sank deep.

While her lover was stabbed, non sa vois faire,

She remained free within the water’s keep.

Who knew that between the lilies and weeds

A siren was called to rise from her sleep?

Whose disast’rous life lead- (forgotten needs)

Would now be the snatcher of souls to reap?

So, her spirit outlives her paramour,

Creative life despite not having breath.

So remains the true Queen of Elsinore,

Through immortality has escaped death.

Creeks fl ow to rivers and then to the sea,

Too bad she had to die just to be free.

For a Soldier

Katrina Agudo

My brother turned into a bullet shell

Travers’d through the war-torn Afghanistan,

Expos’d his gunpowder to fie’ry hell,

In order to make him into a man.

Stolen at seventeen, brainwashed and dumb,

Temporary death came to claim his stead.

While my mother, who bore him now stood numb,

Stared now