Sonnet   by Charles North   The tone poem left the door open. Well, close it. It doesn't stay. It reminds me of Elizabethan plays where eyes, especially the tragically blinded ones, are "jelly." It has a center with a circumference loosely attached. The ideas about social wastefulness smeared over individual needs. Since the ideas about wastefulness are smeared over their objects, the tone is everywhere. It expresses its reluctance as virtue. It is reluctant to intrude, like minds into the fleetingness they concede.