The Tearless Widow

27th day of Na/GloPoWriMo:  Here’s all of Shakespeare’s sonnets. You can pick a line you like and use it as the genesis for a new poem.
Is it fear to wet a widows eye
to ask her if she ever knew
the corpse in the box
at her feet?
Did he love her
did she care?
What did she feel when
she realized
he was no longer there?
When she planned his burial
and what he would wear to his grave
why on Earth did she hum and whistle and sing?
Is it fear to wet a widows eye
and ask if she always laughs
at funerals and why no one
ever hears  her cry.

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