Rita Dove


Heart To Heart - Poem by Rita Dove

It's neither red
nor sweet.
It doesn't melt
or turn over,
break or harden,
so it can't feel
pain,
yearning,
regret.

It doesn't have
a tip to spin on,
it isn't even
shapely—
just a thick clutch
of muscle,
lopsided,
mute. Still,
I feel it inside
its cage sounding
a dull tattoo:
I want, I want—
but I can't open it:
there's no key.
I can't wear it
on my sleeve,
or tell you from
the bottom of it
how I feel. Here,
it's all yours, now—
but you'll have
to take me,
too.


Comments about Heart To Heart by Rita Dove

  • Susan Williams (4/24/2016 5:19:00 PM)

    She has a way of cutting the fat off a poem, doesn't she? Here she is exposing the driving force of heart-shaped emotions. (Report)Reply

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  • (5/2/2014 12:47:00 AM)

    This is such a great write! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013


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