Teaching Shakespeare

Damn this teaching,
how weary, stale, flat it seems.

The profit lies
in undiscovered language,
stones upon a broken beach
in need of polishing;
freedom lies in certain combinations.

Now if I had my way,
I’d make for that scrap of blue
between the trees,
or open the quiet chapel
on the mound.

A slow walk in an out of season town
would do
for counting stresses.

[first posted 11/12/2014]

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