Hate to run but love to write? Do you also love supporting great local causes? Then this is the Marathon for you! Join Casa Libre Saturday, June 9th from 4:00pm – 9:00pm at Hotel Congress as we write and read 500 Sonnets in 5 hours to raise $5,000 for Casa Libre in their mission to enhance and support the creativity of professional and novice writers!
This Marathon is open to the public, all writing levels and ages are encouraged to participate. Get your friends and family to sponsor you as you write or read sonnets live on the Hotel Congress Stage! We need lots of sonnets written before and during the event so don’t hesitate register for this amazingly unique opportunity! To get Registered email: [email protected]
Ways You Can Participate:
1. Write Sonnets
2. Read Sonnets
3. Sponsor someone reading or writing
4. Volunteer at the Event
5. All of the Above
What is a sonnet?
A sonnet is a poem consisting of fourteen lines using any number of rhyming schemes or none at all! Here are a couple examples of a traditional and non-traditional sonnet — we encourage all formats!
Children of Wealth — Elizabeth Daryush
Children of wealth in your warm nursery,
Set in the cushioned window-seat to watch
The volleying snow, guarded invisibly
By the clear double pane through which no touch
Untimely penetrates, you cannot tell
What winter means; its cruel truths to you
Are only sound and sight; your citadel
Is safe from feeling, and from knowledge too.
Go down, go out to elemental wrong,
Waste your too round limbs, tan your skin too white;
The glass of comfort, ignorance, seems strong
To-day, and yet perhaps this very night
You'll wake to horror's wrecking fire¬ your home
Is wired within for this, in every room.
You jerk you didn't call me up — Bernadette Mayer
You jerk you didn't call me up
I haven't seen you in so long
You probably have a fu**ing tan
& besides that instead of making love tonight
You're drinking your parents to the airport
I'm through with you bourgeois boys
All you ever do is go back to ancestral comforts
Only money can get—even Catullus was rich but
Nowadays you guys settle for a couch
By a soporific color cable t.v. set
Instead of any arc of love, no wonder
The G.I. Joe team blows it every other time
Wake up! It's the middle of the night
You can either make love or die at the hands of the Cobra Commander