SHAKESPEARE, WHERE ARE YOU? (FOR HAROLD BLOOM) <br /> <br />Shakespeare, where are you? <br />You should be living at this hour. <br />Literature has need of you. <br />We have become a fen of stagnant voices <br />A parody of noble and great lines <br />All our efforts have become a deriding <br />Of our own spirit. <br />We need your Beauty and your Magnitude <br />The Metaphoric motions of your Incredible most awkward Lines <br />We need Your Richness and Your Song <br />Your Endless Entertainment of our own Emotions <br />Your deep play of Character and Feeling <br />We need you now Shakespeare <br />To remind us that to be Human <br />Is still to be the Glory Jest and Riddle <br />And that our voices somehow can still say <br />In Times beyond our own knowing <br />The wisdom and the way <br />To what is best within and beyond us<br /><br />Shalom Freedman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/shakespeare-where-are-you-for-harold-bloom/
