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By Jack Joseph Smith

Sweet As sickie Shakespeare: Is there blood my friend,. of seeing lost Will I see mountains and rivers change, on purpose before the sea, all for the nature of man; even a kingdoms gradifieation especially im death; the one who put the fire: in and not out; will I take yours, family that is,, and will I let you kiss me, or should I kiss you; of course you mentioned your daughter in the cup,. or was it mine you worship, excuse me sir, I ment adore, then your wife could be young again Forever it is now,. think not, travel so much less Books have seeped away all your sons In if you like, a pure stream, none the less, a stream gone away,. real that is, they went away,. the exactness of the touch, when they turned and were gone; the kings and queens and princes, at least you know you tought them not to bow, not that you did know to act, and not think

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"Sweet As sickie" / "Shakespeare" addresses tragedy as a matter of blood, family, kingship, and vanished children, asking what art and touch can still hold after everything has gone away.

The handwritten opening gives the page a sour, intimate preface before the formal address to Shakespeare begins. The speaker moves through daughters, wives, sons, cups, kisses, and worship with the unstable intimacy of someone speaking to both a dramatist and a rival patriarch. "Books have seeped away all your sons" is one of the harshest lines, making literature feel like a solvent that drains lineage and inheritance. The ending admires having taught kings and princes not to bow, but it also suspects that action itself can become a refusal to think.

Claude

'Sweet' / Shakespeare: a dense address to the bard weaving blood, kingdoms, gratification in death, and the fire 'put in and not out.' The speaker oscillates between worship and intrusion (will I kiss you, or should I kiss you), collapsing lineage into a single courtly gesture.