‘The lunatic’ in response to Charlotte Smith’s sonnet

This poem is written in response to Charlotte Smith’s ‘Sonnet: On Being Cautioned Against Walking on an Headland Overlooking the Sea, Because It Was Frequented by a Lunatic‘.

Cursed with reason
you remain bound
like corset to body.
Ribbon wound tight,
squeezing life from lips.
Your hair has not been groped
by the salted air,
but clawed into bun and bonnet.
You cannot hear
the murmured response
of the dashing surf,
or witness the dance
between waves and wind.
It is I who appreciates
their form and beauty,
applauds and pleads “encore”
from headland to the sea.

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