February 4, 2020
Dear Subscriber:
Each week we examine a theme from a variety of points of
view. The theme for this week is love.
I welcome comments on my poems at
http://nicholasgordon.blogspot.com .
A love poem in which a lover wishes he could bear his
lover's pain:
Sometimes I wish I were a wall
Upon which you could hang your pain--
To see it so, to know its beauty,
Bond of yearning, bearing love.
Pain is color, in between
Desire and death, white and black;
Light's most lovely at the dawn,
And then, again, approaching night.
Sometimes I wish that I could kiss
The world and take away all pain,
Feel it all, for everyone,
And then go mad to prove I'm real.
But love continues, as does pain,
And death engenders both, for aye,
And the river murmurs ceaselessly
Around the bend on which we live.
© by Nicholas Gordon
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This week’s theme: Love
2/4: Sometimes I Wish I Were a Wall