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The Shakespearean Month

I have always had a deep affinity for Shakespeare. When I was around 14, my sister along with a couple of relatives/friends would sit around and read one of the many plays or sonnets. Over the summer months we would prepare a picnic basket and watch one of the performances of "Shakespeare in the Park". I loved the language, the poetry, the humor and tragedy. A cornucopia of life that I had only begun to discover. It also filled me with a passion for literature and art.

As the years swept by I started to neglect Shakespeare. My books sat upon my shelves collecting dust and the words written of tragedy and comedy seemed to play out in my own life. (though not as extreme I might add) I began to miss my favorite writer and I started to think back on my times with Shakespeare. I started to recite some of my favorite lines in my head and much to my amusement, would make up little melodies from some of the sonnets. The excitement that came over me by rediscovering his work was that of a first love. His writings introduced a shy girl from Kansas an endless labyrinth of life and imagination and like a first love, you never forget them. They are always somewhere in your thoughts and the slightest smell, sound or visual will make you remember them. That is what Shakespeare is to me.


"The lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt:
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name."