Sonnet 70: Rent

Sonnet 70: Rent

Marc Wiegand

As a landlord lets his property for rents, 
so is my heart’s estate your tenement,
my premises, your fief and lease, my reach
that bargains to conceal intent.
Though misconstrued, the rough attempt 
(the un-metaphor has failed to speak)
becomes a field that’s tilled and blooms 
to sudden yield becoming text,
that sense cannot confirm or teach,
the sorrow and soil of furrowed words.
Their fallow plot, my continent,
cannot be owned, but only leant 
by the certain terms of tenancy,
the uncertainty of your rent.

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Marc Wiegand
Lawyer, Writer, & Artist

Marc has participated at a number of universities and institutes, among these the University of Texas at Austin, and the British Institute for International and Comparative Law. He has been an Affiliate Fellow in visual arts at The Civitella Ranieri Foundation in Umbria, Italy. His poetry has appeared in Innisfree Poetry Journal, Blue Unicorn, The Penwood Review, Pulsebeat Poetry Journal, Westward Quarterly, and, soon, The Journal of Undiscovered Poets, and The Madrigal Press. He is an international lawyer, writer and exhibiting visual artist who lives and works in the Texas Hill Country. His published work can be found at: https://www.artmarco.net/works

Painting by Grigory Grigorievich Myasoedov