A Lyric Summer Life in Cambridgeshire

The year is summer, twenty ten plus one.
The plan? to live and study, far from home,
To leave these shores of California sun,
And through the cobbled streets of Cambridge roam.
The road called out; I felt a deepened yearning
To see a world that I had never seen --
These ancient halls of thought, this place of learning
Where mighty men of intellect had been.
And so I go, to Newton's native land;
Where Tolkien dwelt; (to call but two by name)
And Shakespeare too, whose celebrated hand
Had penned the sonnet to eternal fame.
His style of verse will be the way I write
These sixty days, about my summer's flight.

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In case that did not make much sense to you:
I'll be at Cambridge for the summer term.
I'm studying abroad in England for eight weeks.
I'll write on all that happens, and, in fact,
I'll write it all as Shakespeare wrote his plays -
acknowledging that he made hist'ry there.
So follow me as I experience
The journey that is PKP, Cambridge.