Day # 6 – 30 Days, 30 Readings for National Poetry Month: “Sonnet 130” by William Shakespeare

Okay, I am ashamed. I have a problem. I love poetry so much that when I’m at work all day and other people have to sneak out to the dumpster to have a smoke, I am doing something much much worse… Yes, I admit it, I sneak to the restroom sometimes to (please don’t judge me)… read poems.

There you have it. Besides it was a 12 hour day for me, and I am just now getting this uploaded to the blog, though I did send it from my phone directly to YouTube at the time. My apologies to the Bard.

EDITORIAL NOTES AFTER THE TRAGEDY: Dun means brown or greyish brown. Damask’d means multi-colored, roses that are pink and red in this case,  but sadly I believe I pronounced the damned word incorrectly. Ah well. I leave it stand as is for now. You try reading a poem while holding your phone as a camera in a restroom stall while hoping nobody enters the room once, see how well you do.  😉

2 Comments Add yours

  1. John says:

    I guess it’s better to read poetry in the restroom, instead of Smoking In The Boys Room… 🙂

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    1. sonofwalt says:

      I thought it was a fun way of both satisfying my addiction AND getting the reading done on a 12 hour day. Thank god for smart phones and uploading! 🙂

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