I find it curiouser and curiouser that two of our sonneteers have decided to address certain poets -- Hopkins here, Millay over there -- and explain something to them, or us, about their lives and work.
Hopkins invites us to join him in a dark night of the soul, Millay asks us to exult in Eros. What more is there to know?
Noteworthy, too, that neither poem attempts to capture the spirit of the poets featured. No sprung rhythm here, no ecstasy there.
I bow before the skilled execution of both sonnets, huzzah, but thought the above questions were worth posing, and pondering.
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