"Peale - The Sisters" by Rembrandt‘These Twins’ and Other Poetry by Leo Zoutewelle The Society July 12, 2019 Beauty, Culture, Deconstructing Communism, Humor, Poetry 4 Comments These Twins These twins came forth in one amniotic sac. They sensed the danger they had come upon And both held hands to keep that danger back: It truly was the best they could have done. Their need for holding hands kept them in place Until the water broke at last at birth, And all gave heart-felt thanks to this, God’s grace, Which gave them blissful love and loving mirth. They now hold hands with joy most all the time, And know each other’s thoughts without a sound; They know they hurt when separate, and pine, Yet, ever close, by total love are bound. But why do I now think of Margaret Sanger? Whose name forever rhymes with “coat hanger.” Following Shakespeare While I do know full well that I shall fail, I still will try to wield such alchemy. While my plain brains against much effort rail, ‘t May be that brains and I such toil will flee. To do the task the master did – with skill To write a sonnet fraught without a fault – Would wreak in my impeded mind a thrill And cause my ageing frame to somersault. Nevertheless, I may confirm the word Above with difficulty so described, Referring often to such words that stirred Romance, while well with elixir imbibed, That, dead and gone, my brightness be recalled By some of you, though Harcourt never called! Leo Zoutewelle was born in 1935 in The Netherlands and was raised there until at age twenty he emigrated to the United States. He received his Bachelor of Science degree in Mathematics from Davidson College, in North Carolina, and a Masters in Business Administration from the Darden School in the University of Virginia. In 1977, he went into business for himself in the field of land surveying, which he maintained until 2012, when he retired. Since then, he has written an autobiography and two novels (unpublished). Views expressed by individual poets and writers on this website and by commenters do not represent the views of the entire Society. The comments section on regular posts is meant to be a place for civil and fruitful discussion. Pseudonyms are discouraged. The individual poet or writer featured in a post has the ability to remove any or all comments by emailing submissions@ classicalpoets.org with the details and under the subject title “Remove Comment.” Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses C.B. Anderson July 12, 2019 Leo, the diction & the syntax in the second poem are muddled. “I still will try to wield such alchemy.” needs an antecedent. “such alchemy” makes no sense without reference to an alchemy to which it is being compared. “To write a sonnet fraught without a fault –” This isn’t English — a sonnet may be fraught with fault, but “fraught without a fault” is nonsense. “while well with elixir imbibed,” is also nonsense. “Imbibe” means to drink. I think you meant something like “imbued.” But that wouldn’t rhyme. One can imbibe elixir, but not with anything be imbibed, unless one is a liquid being imbibed with something else by someone. Reply Leo Zoutewelle July 12, 2019 CB, I appreciate your comment, but it occurred to me that you did not notice that I let the little humor in the verse spill over a bit in the text itself. Perhaps I shouldn’t have. But thanks. Leo Reply C.B. Anderson July 13, 2019 You are correct. I find no humor in mutilated English. Leo Zoutewelle July 14, 2019 Touché 🙂 Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.