Jo Nesbo – Macbeth

Scandinavia’s king of crime turns the tragedy into a deliciously oppressive page-turner Set in a run-down, rainy, industrial town, Macbeth centers around a police force struggling to shed an incessant drug problem. Duncan, chief of police, is idealistic and visionary, a dream to the townspeople but a nightmare for criminals. The drug trade is ruledContinue reading “Jo Nesbo – Macbeth”

Sonnet 18 – “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?”

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate. Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date. Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed; And every fair from fair sometime declines,Continue reading “Sonnet 18 – “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?””

The Twelfth Night * William Shakespeare (RSC Theatre)

I was well impressed a few nights ago when I went to see the cinema-distributed version of the Shakespearian Play “The Twelfth Night”. I have not seen it before and I must say the costumes were astounding and so was the acting. The main setting is purely Victorian, late 1890s, and lace and lush blackContinue reading “The Twelfth Night * William Shakespeare (RSC Theatre)”

O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?

After the lovely Sonnet 116 and Sonnet 130, I present to you another love poem.  Despite being a popular Shakespeare poem, this is not a sonnet of any kind. It only has twelve lines and a sonnet needs fourteen. Of course, this poem isn’t even written in iambic-pentameter! It’s rhyme scheme is AABCCB-DDEFFE. O Mistress mine, whereContinue reading “O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?”

Sonnet 73 Autumn poetry from Shakespeare – That time of year thou mayst in me behold

That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see’st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west; Which by and byContinue reading “Sonnet 73 Autumn poetry from Shakespeare – That time of year thou mayst in me behold”