Barbara Villabol

Rookie - 26 Points (01/25/1951 / New York City)

First Words - Poem by Barbara Villabol

First words, speak those first words
In that first language
Of loving and
Being loved

And every love since has had the accent
Of that first language
We learned

Accent reduction lessons
By way of other lovers
Marriages
Divorces

Always an echo of those words whispered under
A shelter
The rain pouring so
Hard and thick

We could not see
But that moment
As you held and cherished me.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was 19 or 20 and 40 years later I still carry him in my heart. We were both art majors at Florida State University, engaged to be married. Our families interfered and he broke off the engagement. Many years later he found me and had been searching for me. He was married for a second time, and content. He only wanted to see me, talk to me, look into my eyes one more time. I will always have an ember of love and passion for him. His wife has forbidden him to communicate with me. But I know I am in his heart as well.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 5, 2014


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