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Linda Pastan

(1932 - / New York / United States)

Love Poem


I want to write you
a love poem as headlong
as our creek
after thaw
when we stand
on its dangerous
banks and watch it carry
with it every twig
every dry leaf and branch
in its path
every scruple
when we see it
so swollen
with runoff
that even as we watch
we must grab
each other
and step back
we must grab each
other or
get our shoes
soaked we must
grab each other

Submitted: Sunday, March 12, 2006

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Thomas Poon (11/7/2014 6:17:00 PM)

    Linda reflecting old love events with her lover is dangerous even looking at it. but gotta go on carefully and courageously. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Thomas Poon (11/7/2014 6:12:00 PM)

    I think Linda expressed when she reflect or share the past issues with her lover, found it was full of difficulties and bitter sweet, looking at it, even is dangerous, but anyway they will hand in hand to go forward. Also, the poem is full of fragmented short sentences, sounds like in hesitation. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 150 Points Poetry Hound (3/12/2006 2:56:00 PM)

    It's so difficult to write a love poem with originality. This one does it. Obviously the grabbing means more than just avoidance of wet shoes. (Report) Reply

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