Shakespeare Slam

Saturday, 23 April 2016

To help celebrate Shakespeare’s birthday, and because I have an insatiable need to stand on a stage, I’m going to be part of this event tomorrow evening:


I’ll be part of the Shakespeare Slam, performing pieces of Shakespeare alongside some of my favourite poets. It will be great to catch up with anyone who can make it.  

This is one of the pieces I’ll be reading –

Sonnet 138
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearnèd in the world’s false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed.
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
Oh, love’s best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love loves not to have years told.
    Therefore I lie with her and she with me,
    And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

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