Hello everyone, I sincerely apologize for neglecting to write much on Defy Augury; it's been an awfully tumultuous senior year, but ironically, now that a pandemic has come up, the time is at hand to revitalize. One idea I've had for quite some time now is to open a page on the site entitled "Letters… Continue reading On Holy Crowns and Hostile Coronavirus
Flight over the Valley of Mo'ara: An Ode O what bliss o'erwhelms my feet As they leave from the hardwood ground Past the bridge o'er still water found And the embrace of flower petals meet! Much beauty lies in the mystick valley. Green plants blanket all the sandy rocks As the dire-horse all thought of… Continue reading Flight over the Valley of Mo’ara: An Ode
The following piece was finished on April 10, 2019, as my 11-page capstone essay for AP English Literature and Composition.
Inspired by the family in Tennessee Williams' play The Glass Menagerie
A pearl, the birthstone of June, is a queer creature when compared to the remainder of what modern society deems “precious stones”. One never imagines a pearl to reflect so brilliantly the light that a ruby reflects so well and so often, nor does one imagine a pearl to be made of a pure and… Continue reading “Is Thy Union Here?”: The Symbolism of the Pearl in Shakespeare’s Hamlet
“But Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 19:14 KJV Every step up, it seemed, reminded him of some dreadful fancy. At one point in the mounting, his mind drifted to when he had first talked with Anne about his… Continue reading The Prince of the Black Death, Part the Second
"The world of Hamlet is a world where one has lost one's way....I believe that we read Hamlet's speeches with interest chiefly because they describe so well a certain spiritual region through which most of us have passed." C.S. Lewis Due to the Plague so lately fallen upon the People of England, so too doth this rever’d… Continue reading The Prince of the Black Death, Part the First
If I were to select any literary couple other than Prince Hamlet and Lady Ophelia with whom to celebrate Valentine's Day, I would choose Dante Alighieri and Beatrice Portinari without question. Though their real-life romance is rather tragic—one could even see the dismal misfortune in a Wikipedia biography—their literary reconciliation is among the sweetest and most ancient epitomes of Christian romantic devotion.
Hello, everyone! I'm sorry I have not posted in a while. I'm working on something grand, lovely, and different, but it needs some more time till I release the first portion on the Internet. In the meantime, here's a pensive little snippet from my other writing, musing on the storms of Shakespeare's King Lear and Milton's Paradise Lost.… Continue reading The Storms of King Lear and Paradise Lost
With the completion of this Shakespearean sonnet, I sought to speculate at the symbolism of Ophelia's death in Hamlet. Previously I had rewritten a song of death and published it as a poem concerning Ophelia's burial, but only through the eyes of Hamlet's grief. Contrarily, through the shrouded eyes of Ophelia, I think we can gain… Continue reading The Burial of Ophelia: A Poem