William Shakespeare, "Sonnet 130" is very different then a lot of love poems written around his time, and a lot of love poems he wrote himself. In "Sonnet 130" Shakespeare writes about a love he has with his mistress, a real and true love, one that doesn't need to be disguised by artificial comparisons and flashy metaphors. At first it seems that Shakespeares doesn’t even love or like his mistress and you begin to feel sorry for her as he refuses to compare her to anything beautiful; “My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; coral is far more red than her lip’s red…But no such roses see I in her cheeks”.
Later in the sonnet you realize that he really does love his mistress and he finds her beauty to be completely in her and with no comparison to anything else. He writes, “And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare [exceptional], As any she belied [any woman misrepresented] with false compare”. I really love this poem and think Shakespeare’s honesty is what makes this poem so oddly romantic. I think this is one of the best poems I have read in our book so far and I really love how this poem points out how much better and more relatable poems are when the poet isn’t just trying to be “fancy” and put obsolete words in their poems just to make them sound pretty.
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