thousand sonnets

What is thousand sonnets?

thousand sonnets is a literary project by some dude attempting to bring back the popularity of the sonnet of yestercentury, and write one thousand sonnets while doing so. Learn more about this intriguing project here.

Sonnet sequence progress:

21 out of 1000

All sonnet tags:
andreaharner (1), apart (2), awesome (1), beach (1), best (1), birthday (1), bliss (1), blogs (1), cake (1), careers (1), casual (1), chicks (1), chocolate (1), clarity (1), color (1), crush (2), dainty (1), darkness (1), daydreams (1), depression (1), dictator (1), dreams (4), drink (1), driving (1), dry (1), eyes (2), faith (1), fate (2), fear (1), fickle (1), food (3), formal (1), fruits (1), gaming (1), gift (1), grand (1), grapes (1), growing (2), heart (1), hue (1), intrigue (1), koopa (1), law (1), life (1), light (1), linger (1), living (1), logic (1), loneliness (1), love (2), lovely (2), madness (1), magic (1), monotone (1), morning (2), night (3), nintendo (1), pain (2), panic (1), past (1), pastries (1), pedestal (2), photography (1), pissedoff (1), pretense (1), quaint (1), rapture (1), reasoning (1), remission (1), roadrage (1), sanfrancisco (2), sea (1), senses (1), shine (2), sight (3), simple (1), sleep (1), smells (1), smile (4), somber (1), soul (2), spark (1), stars (1), success (1), sun (3), sunny (1), sweet (1), taste (1), tide (1), void (1), waiting (4), waking (2), wii (1), work (1), writing (1)

Latest sonnet: Sonnet 21

Its far beyond my scope of reasoning
To now preclude the possibility
That all this drawn out constant bickering
Will lead to some reveling clarity
In which you state your absolute post-you,
Post-new post ev’rything you didn’t do,
Post-post, post-pre, post marked no longer due,
Abalone chocolate cream clown shoe.
Maybe, perhaps, a chance a rainbow shines
Above that blank lost void you saturate,
To color the madness your mouth confides,
Oh how quickly new wounds coagulate.
But look! Its late, the check! An orange rind,
Let’s hope some hope falls through some future grind.

- Huy Hong

Other Recent Sonnets


Latest marination: Stuffy Air

I have a lingering fear that I am no longer capable of writing a sonnet. The words have stopped coalescing the way they used to. And I’m not sure whether that’s such a bad thing.

I’m only 26 :/. I got time… I think.

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