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Thank you past me
Another poem, found on a scrap of paper, tucked in between the leaves of a book for me to find in the future, this is the gift from past-me to present-me.
‘Words’ by Anne Sexton
Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
For the miraculous we do our best,
sometimes they swarm like insects
and leave not a sting but a kiss.
They can be as good as fingers.
They can be as trusty as the rock y
ou stick your bottom on.
But they can be both daisies and bruises.
Yet I am in love with words.
They are doves falling out of the ceiling.
They are six holy oranges sitting in my lap.
They are the trees, the legs of summer,
and the sun, its passionate face.
Yet often they fail me.
I have so much I want to say,
so many stories, images, proverbs, etc.
But the words aren’t good enough,
the wrong ones kiss me.
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
but with the wings of a wren.
But I try to take care
and be gentle to them.
Words and eggs must be handled with care.
Once broken they are impossible
things to repair.
Now to find a beautiful poem and tuck it somewhere as a gift from present-me to future-me.
Refinding, dedicated to @pavlovsteacup
Today I found an old poem that a beautiful friend shared with me, so I thought I’d share it:
Dedication Page by Jo Emeney
Let us be books together
you and I.
Let us closely lie
stacked two-tiered,
backs touching,
spine-edges spooning,
soft cloth-bound
and gilt-edged
on some antique
pleasantly dusty ledge.
Let us read each other
without having to look
at the words.
Let our time be spent
between the lines –
open content exposed,
inhaling our life’s promise
like new-cut pages’ scent.
Let us be prequel and sequel,
equal to the story we tell today:
our once upon a time.
Our wedding day.
Let us vow to stay
companion volumes
always.
It can also be found here: http://www.guardian.co.uk/books/2009/mar/20/annie-finch-workshop-love-poems
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