was shakespeare in love?

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What was the love that pushed his quill

Across pages of parchment, churning out words

That swim through the ages, touching us here

In ways that we struggle to formulate now.

Was he a human with feelings like us,

How did those lines spout from a man?

Perhaps he was alien, from a planet afar,

Just watching people like animals in zoos,

Learning our manners in a way we refuse.

I remember when I was in Year 10 and studying for my GCSEs and I have a vivid memory of acting out a scene from Romeo and Juliet and thinking about Shakespeare writing those words.

It was a strange thought and it may have stemmed from the fact that Shakespeare in Love had just come out. But, I remember wondering if he could have fathomed that 400 years later a bunch of kids would still be reading out his words in school.

That must be mind blowing for a writer, to know that you have had that effect on the world. But it does beg the question: what the hell was his life like?

He must have had such a passionate and exciting life – to be able to come up with all those stories that still ring true in our hearts and minds. It makes me think that perhaps he wasn’t even human.

It just goes to show that being one of us stirs up the same feeling regardless of the time or place. The internet or world wide travel makes no difference when it comes to heartbreak and love and power and conflict. It never changes.

Much Love

Rachel xx

big city love

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We meet in random kitchens over

Cheap bottles of wine and fat lines of coke,

Like atoms bouncing about, without

Rhyme or reason, just lolling on sofas

And kissing in public house toilets.

The clubs bring us together, our hearts

Beating together with drum and bass,

Skittering out into the night, cold and crisp,

Holding hands with men who were strangers,

And now I’ll remember for the rest of my life.

If you can’t tell yet, I feel a little bit obsessed with love – so I’m going to write about it again today.

Because I have been watching lots of holiday movies, I’ve felt immersed in city life. I live out in the country now, but I did live in London when I first turned eighteen. And I have to admit that watching all those movies has made me miss it a bit.

There is something about the randomness of city life that you just can’t get out here. In the city you bump into people and then they become your friends or lovers and there is no way of telling which of the millions of people that live there will come into your circle.

When I moved to London, I knew nobody and I cultivated a whole life for myself and that random cast of characters that formed that part of my life will stay with me forever.

I love the countryside, but big city love is something special.

Much Love

Rachel xx