BRIAN HOWE

SUN NET

after William Shakespeare

Sea lily, I compare the eye
to a sun mummer’s day
the oxcart lovelier
& more tempted stars
rough wig ads do sham keen,
the dark ink bug dose of May
& sun ember’s lease hath a lull
too shook, try a day tea
so tame, too hot the eyes
of heat vex shy lines
& oft emit hiss, old
complex axiom did mime
eerie fan ire for mom,
fan ire smog & time decal inset
by chain car or no tune’s chant,
gong ruse, untrue aims
but thy ether nail, sun
mummer, she lilt, not fade
nor lewd desertion
of that far rim the ox bows
nor shy all deaf to be at the ox warder’s
in his ash daze
when in ether nap,
lyres to tame thou ghost
solo, nigh men can bare anthem,
or key as can see
no lip set this,
& this gin is lit,
fey to the eye

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