Many years ago, I set as one of my life goals mastery of the sonnet. Lending itself equally to serious subjects or comedic, the sonnet’s surprising simplicity conceals its underlying complexity. Poet William Carlos Williams praised poetry as the vehicle by which a rose retains its splendor. The sonnet certainly deserves some credit.
When I purposed to create and compose sonnets as a demonstration (to myself, mostly) of competence with “the little song,” I hadn’t initially defined a goalpost. Then, after I’d written a couple dozen, I thought one hundred sonnets might be a good benchmark. The Galleries in this space show I’ve exceeded that number. I believe I’ve attained a measure of competency in the form. As to mastery? I’m still working on it.