Shakespeare (Sonnet 129)

poison

AG: Then the next…He’s gone through all these emotional baths with his boyfriend, and is commenting on his own foolery, his own idiocy in getting involved so deeply and getting himself committed so much to love, that it’s a big trap. So… The way he says it is interesting. It’s a rant. (Sonnet 129) – “The expense of spirit in a waste of shame/Is lust in action” – The expansive breath or spirit in “a waste of shame” (like he was in some S & M scene, slave-master relation, begging, pleading, announcing, trumpeting, prophesying that it was going to … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 116)

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[“Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks/Within his bending sickle’s compass come” (Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116)]

Alle Ginsberg on Shakespeare’s Sonnets continues

AG: Well, let’s get on with a couple more (What time do we have?) – Here’s one that I wanted to get to (we don’t have to do all of them) – (Sonnet) 116 (page 216) – The most perfect examples of logopoeia. Now to get to the heart of the logopoeia – “dance of the intellect among words” or intellection among words – “Let me not to the marriage of true minds/Admit impediments.” – Does … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 147)

[Hieronymus Bosch (c.1450-1516) – detail from The Falling of the Damned into Hell  (1482)]

AG: I don’t know. Let’s see.. The one with the..Well, it’s much later, Sonnet 147, when “Hell” (the image of the cunt, incidentally, in the Shakespeare Sonnets) spurts fire (which is the infection). There’s a whole bunch of stuff in here that’s alluded to and some scholars get with. And in this edition, it’s in the footnotes, actually.

Student: Which edition?

AG: This is a Signet edition.The Sonnet 147 (look it up, you don’t have it, I don’t think) – Sonnet 147 does … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 94)

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AG: So, [Sonnet 94]

They that have power to hurt and will do none, That do not do the thing they most do show, Who, moving others, are themselves as stone, Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow; They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces And husband nature’s riches from expense; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer’s flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die, But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed out-braves his dignity; For sweetest things turn … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 73)

Leaves Leaf Maple Leaf Fall Color Autumn Forest

AG: And (Jack) Kerouac’s favorite (Shakesperean Sonnet) was Sonnet 73 (page 215) which is the same thought but even more beautifully and more mellowly expressed, as an appeal, actually an appeal to his boyfriend that “You’d better… Let’s make it now. We ain’t got much more time. We can only have it now and if we delay and if we confuse the matter, that time is going to pass and the possibility of the bliss that we might have had on earth is going to go by. So we’d better do it.” , or “You’d better..better listen to me” … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 64)

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[Parian Marble statue of Hermes, 1st Century BC,]

When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defac’d The rich-proud cost of outworn buried age; When sometime lofty towers I see down-razed And brass eternal, slave to mortal rage; When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the wat’ry main, Increasing store with loss, and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate — That Time will come and take my love … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 58)

[Master and Slave – Tom of Finland]

That God forbid, that made me first your slave, I should in thought control your times of pleasure, Or at your hand th’ account of hours to crave, Being your vassal, bound to stay your leisure! O, let me suffer (being at your beck), Th’ imprison’d absence of your liberty; And patience, tame to sufferance, bide each check, Without accusing you of injury. Be where you list, your charter is so strong That you yourself may privilege your time To what you will; to you it doth belong Yourself to pardon of … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 57)

Allen Ginsberg on Shakespeare’s Sonnets continued.

AG: Then, a very poignant one that …number 64…well, no, no, no, number 57 (which you don’t have), where he really gets so pushed in the love affair that he gets into a sort of sado-masochistic relation and will give anything if his boyfriend will be nice to him – number 57, which you don’t have, so I’ll read it, beginning, ominously “Being your slave..” (So, actually, it’s a slave-master relation that he’s setting up)

Being your slave, what should I do but tend Upon the hours and times of your desire? … Read More

Shakespeare (Sonnet 35)

forgive

Allen Ginsberg on Shakespeare’s Sonnets (continuing from here)

No more be griev’d at that which thou hast done: Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud, Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun, And loathsome canker lives in sweetest bud. All men make faults, and even I in this, Authorizing thy trespass with compare, Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss, Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are; For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense, (Thy adverse party is thy advocate) And ‘gainst myself a lawful plea commence: Such civil war is in my love and hate That … Read More

Shakespeare – Sonnet 33

[J,M.W. Turner Norham Castle Sunrise, collection of the Tate Gallery, London]

Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace: Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all triumphant splendor on my brow; But out! alack! he was but one hour mine, The region cloud hath mask’d … Read More