I completed the principal printing for my contribution to the Sonnets 2016 project on the weekend. I reasoned that, given that the words are to be crammed up inside a library catalogue drawer together soon, they needed to air out in the sunlight, so I filled every last corner of the office floor with drying words.
Next step: sort everything into sonnet-wise order. Like Twister, but with Whence and Thou.
And endless are the modes of speech, and far
Extends from side to side the field of words.
– The Iliad of Homer: Translated Into English Blank Verse
William Cullen Bryant