Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?E'en in Australia art thou still more hotRough winds do shake the darling buds of May{Since that's your winter it don't mean a lot}Sometimes too bright the eye of heaven shinesAnd bushfires start through half of New South WalesJust so, when I do see thy bosom's linesA fire consumes me and my breathing failsBut thine eternal summer shall not fadeThis is in no way due to global warming;Nay, from thy breasts shall verses fair be madeSo damn compulsive they are habit-formingSo long as men can read and eyes can se
The poem humorously compares a beloved to a summer's day, suggesting that even in Australia, where temperatures soar, the subject shines brighter. The imagery of summer incorporates the rough winds and the intense heat of bushfires, which are part of the Australian landscape. The speaker recognizes that while summer can be harsh, the essence of their beloved remains radiant and captivating.
