Why I Write Sonnets

"First, " he said, pressing his wrists together, "You are handcuffed by having to write fourteen lines.

"Then, " he said, sitting down to press his ankles together, "You are shackled by having to write with a set meter."

Leaning forward to crouch into a ball, he declared, "They put you into a sack called rhyme."

Rising suddenly from the chair to spread his arms, he declared, "But think what a magic act it is if you can set you meaning free!"

~Aaron Kramer~