{"id":31167,"date":"2025-10-15T13:19:06","date_gmt":"2025-10-15T13:19:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/?p=31167"},"modified":"2025-10-15T18:57:37","modified_gmt":"2025-10-15T18:57:37","slug":"for-peace-like-dawn-delays-its-full-release","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/?p=31167","title":{"rendered":"For peace, like dawn, delays its full release…"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Court Painter tasked the resident studio scribe, Chatterley Genderless Pernicious Thunderbuns (ChatGPT), to craft a modern tale based on a Politico<\/em> text report\u2014transmuted into a cycle of Shakespearean sonnets, each retelling a portion of the recent chaotic Gaza Peace Summit episode as if performed on a Bard-themed karaoke night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Presented for the reader\u2019s pleasure: five sonnets, a diplomatic pageant in verse.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I. The Summons <\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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From far and near they sped on hasty wing,
Those lords of state to Egypt\u2019s sunburnt shore;
Late summons\u2019d by a golden trumpet\u2019s ring,
To seek peace where none had found it before.
Yet Donald who call\u2019d them tarried still afar,
In Zion\u2019s halls where flatterers held him long;
He prais\u2019d their words, and linger\u2019d for their star,
While others toil\u2019d in waiting, weak yet strong.
Four hours crawl\u2019d by like pilgrims in the sand,
Ere came the king whose tongue could charm or chide;
But absence wrought what presence ne\u2019er had plann\u2019d\u2014
The talk was free, unmask\u2019d of courtly pride.
Thus chance became the midwife of accord,
And silence broke the scepter of the lord.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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II. The Council by the Sea<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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Within one chamber lock\u2019d from worldly din,
A circle form\u2019d of East and Western might;
Carney among them, calm of brow and chin,
Did trade in words more sharp than steel in fight.
Beside him sat Britannia\u2019s measured heir,
And to his right Arabia\u2019s desert son;
Across, stern Turk did stroke his jet-black hair\u2014
The globe compressed, yet all as though made one.
No whisper\u2019d scrolls, no aides to steer their speech,
No gilded pens to soften truths\u2019 descent;
They spoke as men whom ruin\u2019s flame did reach,
And sought, not praise, but earth\u2019s beleaguer\u2019d scent.
What six months\u2019 pomp could scarce in shape compose,
Was born that day when protocol did doze.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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III. Of Trump\u2019s Arrival<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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At last Donald came\u2014the tardy architect,
Whose walls of will outshone his kingdom\u2019s stone;
He found the plan near whole, though he\u2019d neglect,
And claim\u2019d the crown for labors not his own.
Yet none reproach\u2019d, for peace was hard to win,
And even jesters help when tempests roar;
The air grew thick with promises and spin,
As trumpets blared along the Red Sea shore.
\u201cBehold,\u201d quoth he, \u201chow swiftly progress runs!\u201d
Unknowing, or uncaring, of delay;
While those who wrought beneath the desert suns,
Smiled faintly, letting vanity have play.
For oft the gods by irony are kind\u2014
They grant success, and leave the proud behind.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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IV. The Press Excluded<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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But lo, no heralds told the world these deeds,
For Canada\u2019s own scribes were bid to stay;
Their pens, once free, were fetter\u2019d by new creeds,
That veil\u2019d the path of truth in dusk array.
The Gallery cried foul across the land:
\u201cWhat worth hath power if unseen it reigns?
Our quills must trace where statesmen set their hand,
Lest freedom fade and silence bind the chains.\u201d
So echo\u2019d forth the plea from ink to sky,
That light attend the halls where rulers scheme;
For democracy dies not with sword, but lie,
When access wanes and shadows choke the schemes.
O Canada, whose conscience once was clear,
Let not thy press be gagged by misplaced fear.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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V. The Aftermath<\/strong><\/h3>\n\n\n\n
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And thus the tale concludes beside the sea,
Where chaos bred the order men desired;
No peace was signed, yet hope began to be,
In tempers cool\u2019d and humbled hearts inspired.
Carney declar\u2019d with measured voice and tone,
To heal, to guard, to succor, and to mend;
While distant nations sent their greetings shown,
In long lists read from margin unto end.
Yet still the challenge sleeps in Gaza\u2019s night,
Where guns outshout the diplomat\u2019s decree;
And though the stage was bathed in golden light,
The final act awaits humanity.
For peace, like dawn, delays its full release\u2014
Politics talks of progress, yet profits more from peace.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n

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Court Painter tasked the resident studio scribe, Chatterley Genderless Pernicious Thunderbuns (ChatGPT), to craft a modern tale based on a Politico text report\u2014transmuted into a cycle of Shakespearean sonnets, each retelling a portion of the recent chaotic Gaza Peace Summit episode as if performed on a Bard-themed karaoke night. Presented for the reader\u2019s pleasure: five sonnets, a … Continue reading “For peace, like dawn, delays its full release…”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"gallery","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-31167","post","type-post","status-publish","format-gallery","hentry","category-images","post_format-post-format-gallery"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31167","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=31167"}],"version-history":[{"count":14,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31167\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":31189,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/31167\/revisions\/31189"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=31167"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=31167"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/allanhardingmackay.ca\/courtpainter\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=31167"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}