Jon Nakapalau

hamlet - deleted scenes #4

(Laertes watches the queen drink from the poison cup)


Said I nothing; when my voice was still sharp,
Silence before final silence - louder in action than grace;
Sins always bloom in the quiet garden of the soul,
Weeding our way to damnation.

  • Author: Jon Nakapalau (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 4th, 2018 23:09
  • Comment from author about the poem: My favorite play!
  • Category: Reflection
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  • MissileOfUncertainty

    This is so honest and brutal. It makes me think and I like that. It’s also short enough to keep my attention. At times less is more. Thanks for sharing.

    • Jon Nakapalau

      Thank you for your comment.

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