Almanac Poetry: Shakespeare Takes a Turn
They said William Shakespeare once tried to play
When his drive doth not pass the ladies tee
His tragic questions ring—throughout the day:
Is it nobler to be, or not to be?
Is a shank still a shank by another name?
What is this dagger placed before a bard?
How can a sand wedge stab and stab the same?
Shall we compare our minds to tubs of lard?
Or a summer’s day filled with slings and arrows?
Do we disguise mishits as good fortune?
Why dost smarmy fate gift us old fat marrows?
Is this the last hole? Will it all end soon?
Alas! When William trips on Yorick’s skull, hidden in the rough,
He screams and yells and throws a club: puck golf, I’ve had enough!
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Ripper Pards! ‘Is a shank still a shank …’? Cracking line!
Love it. I have long had a theory that Shakespeare is the world’s greatest economist/financial adviser – because he understood human nature – hubris and tragedy – better than anyone.
Now I have to add he was the greatest golf pro/teacher of all time.
I’ll never be able to look at my putter (or a buried lie in the sand) again without thinking “is that a dagger I see before me?”
Unto the tee dear friends. I am in bogey so deep that to par would be as tedious as shank on.
There’s always tomorrow. And tomorrow and tomorrow