The Sonneteer

“A Sonnet is a moment’s monument,” writes Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Now is a good moment to bring some form into our screwy world. Wordy’s got the right idea: “In truth the prison, into which we doom / Ourselves, no prison is: and hence for me, / In sundry moods, ’twas pastime to be bound / Within the Sonnet’s scanty plot of ground.”