Here's another product of my "Poetry Writing in Baroque Forms" course this semester, very much inspired by Donne. Enjoy.
Cast this selfness out of me, and mar
Me in Your form, that Your hard image raise
Its shining face, and mine, Almighty, raze;
Impressive and impressing Lord of art.
I ring untrue and hollow, like false coinage
Shaped from drossy silver, less than gold,
Slipped from Your saintly pocket-holes,
Creative and creating Lord of change.
Trodden, trampled, mired under shoes,
I lie effaced and formless, waiting grace:
Your crushing fingers and embossing face,
Renaissance and rebirth Lord of new.
Though my metal cannot bear Your weight,
And though it slay me, stamp me with Your shape.
"Counterfeit" by Sørina Higgins is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 3.0 Unported License. This means that you can copy and distribute the work if you will not receive any commercial gain; that you can use the work in a new creative way (song lyrics, dramatic production, visual display), again, if you receive no commercial gain; and any other use that does not make you any money--as long as you do not change any of the words of the original text. Also, the author would like to be notified of any uses of her poem. Thank you.