At the beginning it had bite to it; Right at the start it sank its teeth into The tongue and groove through which those streams of light When it was finished would come streaming through But then instead of stick to carpentry It chose to go the way of liberal arts And so it went from being poetry To being verse that tried to prove its smarts With an allusion that was biblical As if the sonnet needed textual proof; As if to stick to just the wood and tools And to the hole that was put in the roof,…