Before Love, That Jolting Lilt
Before love, that jolting lilt
East of roses, in perturbed darkness,
Missing the eternal circumstance,
Yearning still, again, for that exploratory tilt …
Vainly would I fly into your heart
Afire, burning, consumed, expended.
Love is not an ending; nor does it end
Easily: becomes pith, becomes seed, starts
Needing, kneading, mid-desperation,
The long climb out of loneliness, turning
In hope, in anguish, in foolish expectation.
No two are joined except in painful learning:
Each frightened lesion closed for restoration. |
| Nicholas Gordon |
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| Name: andi | 2005-04-07 |
| i didn't read it, but wow a guy wrote a love poem. |
| wonderful |
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| Name: JORGE | 2005-05-14 |
| I AM BLUE AND I'M IN NEED OF A GUY...I'M IN A NEED OF A GUY...I'M IN A NEED OF A GUY...GUY...GUY....THESE POEMS ARE JUST MAGNIFICENT AND TRUELY TOUCHED MY HEART. THANK YOU VERY MUCH... |
| magnificent |
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| Name: lisa | 2005-05-14 |
| i am a lesbian in nevada and i just loved this poem... i dedicate this poem to my lesbian lover, we've been together for 8 years now and we have two children...thank you fro refreshing our love for eachother again. |
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