I saw Eternity the other night, Like a great ring of pure and endless light, All calm, as it was bright, And round beneath it, Time, in hours, days, years, Driven by the spheres, Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world And all her train were hurled.
Madeleine L'EngleQui plussait, plus se tait. French, you know. The more a man knows, the less he talks.
Madeleine L'EngleIn your language you have a form of poetry called the sonnetโฆThere are fourteen lines, I believe, all in iambic pentameter. Thatโs a very strict rhythm or meterโฆAnd each line has to end with a rigid pattern. And if the poet does not do it exactly this way, it is not a sonnetโฆBut within this strict form the poet has complete freedom to say whatever he wantsโฆYouโre given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.
Madeleine L'Engle