I simply don't have time to participate in the Bake-off this year, sadly, but in these last few minutes I've had free, I've scooted through the poems posted so far, and thought I might quickly mention that I'm puzzled by the reaction to this particular sonnet. I feel, as Cathy does, its apparent weaknesses. It's odd, but somehow it doesn't feel musical/metrical, the imagery doesn't seem to cohere, the enjambments feel unnatural, somehow, and I don't read love in it. I feel I must be missing something others are seeing...
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