To Have Loved Mary Poem by Robert Ronnow
To Have Loved Mary
Today is Sunday and I'm going to the ocean
or maybe not. Definitely not doing the laundry
or maybe I will. Moss and even a small tree
grow in the rotten stubs of the pier pilings.
The city is Seattle and it has a macho airport.
Give me the comfort of a moose knowing its
water supply. The mosquito's acceptance of its position
among a million mosquitoes. The pool of stagnant
water that remains one with the mothering ocean.
I drift on the air, less than a seed, a bacteria.
Or I am human, big dick, big brain containing
universal philosophic affidavit. Pleased by
the churning of my tongue, sexual enlightenment,
devout prayer, gourmet dining. I swear
it is best to be alive and to have loved Mary.
Ode to Mary the gracious girl with the curves, to have delighted with the time we have spent. O Mary.
I like this poem that connects the seemingly unconnected....You start with a thought about laundry, then musings on moss, mosquitoes, and bacteria. Finally in the last stanza, you come back to yourself and the joy of being human. I like that last line and the title.
so sweet and soooooooo simple..........liked the earthly appeal.....so natural.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 5:07:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Well conceived and nicely brought forth. Thanks for sharing Robert.