Sonnet XI So, how about a fitting lock-down sonnet? Invoke William Shakespeare and St. George? It must be clean, so put some covers on it. It must be steel from finest Sheffield forge. It must be grand in image and in wit. It must make humble medics chests inflate. It must have characters that really fit. It must give readers cause to contemplate. And if it does those things, it may succeed In being something like Thursday applause At windows for heroes, as we all heed Their pure clout, all hours open, because Willy and George would fight and write for you: Let's cheer our battle hardened front-line crew.
William Shakespeare, The Bard of Avon, was born, today in 1564, and died today in 1616.
Today is St. George’s Day.