My Art in the Time of a Pandemic
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| Printmaking on textile by Suzanne Coley |
Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion's paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger's jaws,
And burn the long-liv'd Phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
And do whate'er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one more heinous crime:
O, carve not with the hours my love's fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen!
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty's pattern to succeeding men.
Yet do thy worst, old Time! Despite thy wrong
My love shall in my verse ever live young.
Shakespeare's Sonnet 19
I selected Sonnet 19 for my post today because of the way Shakespeare personified Time as a powerful, devouring monster-like creature. Puissant Time has the ability to burn the immortal mythical phoenix in her own blood.
Yet, there are things Time itself won't touch.
Yet, there are things Time itself won't touch.
Coronavirus Disease 2019: Update in Maryland- 4/7/2020
4,371 confirmed cases
103 deaths
Update in New York State - 4/7/2020
139,875 confirmed cases
5,489 deaths, including 4,009 in NYC
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