What idler thing than speak and not be heard?
What harder thing than smart and not to speak?
Peace, foolish wit! With wit my wit is marr’d.
Thus write I, while I doubt to write, and wreak
My harm in ink’s poor loss..
Sidney’s Sonnet 34
Posted byMoushmi RadhanparaPosted inRamblings of my mind.Tags:foolish, heard, literature, peace, sidney, smart, sonnets, speak, write
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A bilingual writer, Moushmi Radhanpara has authored three poetry collections so far, namely POSIES and 03:21 AM –An Ode to Rust & Restlessness, and Resignation of an Angel. She is also scribbling an unplanned rough draft of a story as a part of NANOWRIMO 2020 and hopes that something might come out of it. She has also co-authored two books, The Lockdown Stories and Mirage so far. Her poetries can be found on her blog https://aestheticmiradh.com/ and a few other online portals. She believes in the fact that a better reader makes a better writer. Reading a 100 books a year is her latest obsession. She can be found either drunk on coffee or hiding away from everything and admiring the gorgeous sun. View more posts
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Beautifully written!
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