The poem is from the perspective of Cassio from Othello, one of the Shakespeare plays we studied in our AS year. I settled on the text itself due to its familiarity to me, while the particular character was chosen due to how he's oftentimes cast aside by the interests of other writers; Iago is certainly one more interesting to decipher.
CASSIO'S SONNET
Must such dark,
deathly discourse damn me so?
For the morbid morrow
doth mark my mind;
Base, blighted,
baneful, charnel-chosen woe
Of follied fools whose
fateful judgements art blind.
Reputation! Reputation! ‘Tis lost
To the sentinel’s scorch’d hourglass, whose sands
Hast beguiled his brain with a false accost –
Wherefore devils didst
counsel his commands.
O, hark! Wouldst his
hapless, reckon’d resolve -
Spurned by Iago’s crude
epithets –
Bring his beloved
“strumpet’s” mire’d dispatch?
The devil dost dance in
their silhouettes.
O, Cyprus is cursed. In
her lord's bed,
Lay Dian-divine Desdemona,
dead.
I'm quite happy with how the poem's turned out - I believe it adheres to the conventions of Shakespearean sonnets to the most part - although I feel that the iambic pentameter and 'beat' of the poem is slightly wonky compared to how I could've written it.
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