Taken from Edmund Spenser’s 1590s sonnet sequence Amoretti, this Poem opens with a paradox: how come the poet’s fiery desire for his ice-cold beloved doesn’t thaw her coldness, but actually makes her even icier and more standoffish? Similarly, how come her coldness doesn’t cool his fire? My Love is like to ice, and I to […]
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