Letters Poem by L C Vieira

Letters



What happened to the art of writing
long letters to a friend,
a lover waiting anxiously,
a beginning and an end?

Emails miss the middle bits
and all the extras, too,
but letters can be rich with words
of details through and through.

I know of some whose only kiss,
flowed from heart to pen,
on scented sheets of pale paper,
read again and again.

These letters safely tucked away
in secret backs of drawers,
are memories rich for years to come,
a journal of one’s stories.

So, if I write too much today,
forgive me if you can,
you may appreciate it more
when you’re an aging man.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Do you miss them? A new generation doesn't realize...

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(2002)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 13 August 2013

forgive me if you can, thanks, I like it.

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Rob Lamberton 24 November 2022

I like letters but I'd rather talk face to face.

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Kim Barney 22 August 2015

Very nice. I really like this poem. E-mails are quick, but I miss the old letters.

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Saiom Shriver 03 January 2015

beautiful in content, meter and rhyme

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Vasco M. Resendes 02 December 2013

Great work of art, beautiful written -

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Mohabeer Beeharry 24 August 2013

Nothing is better than a letter. Certainly not a letter from the creditor! But what else after e-mails? Who knows. But I can tell you. The writer and the reader meet No need of letter or e-mail.. You next to each other? I love this poem. Reminds me of a lot of things. Well done Mohabeer Beeharry

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L C Vieira

L C Vieira

Lisbon, Portugal
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