Today Uncle Will turns his thoughts once again to the ceaseless march of time.

Today, Uncle Will is in a rather peculiar mood. What has prompted him to sit and pen his 141st sonnet we can only speculate.

In today's sonnet, Uncle Will continues his obsession with time's relentless war with beauty.

Today Uncle Will turns his thoughts to the unceasing passage of time. The destruction of monuments, either through time's decay, or man's brutal war-like behavior. And, very poignantly, a kind of sadness, about what that means for the permanence of love.

Today we find Uncle Will walking along the beach. Well, metaphorically, anyway.

Today Uncle Will is looking back over a relationship: fondly, at first, but something has gone awry.

Today Uncle Will seems intent on handing out some advice to his fair youth. It's not entirely clear what incident has brought on this stern little talking-to, but it is clear that William is none too happy about whatever it is.

Today Uncle Will concerns himself with legacy; time-spanning monuments; immortality — but not for himself, but rather (of course) the object of his affection.

Today Uncle Will muses on the subjects of self-restraint, piety and gossip.

Today Uncle Will is in a somewhat reflective – if not somber – mood.