Multiple requests
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greatpoetryI come a'begging. I am desperately searching for the full text of Philip Larkin's "Unfinished Poem". If anyone has it I would be immensely grateful.
The reason I am searching is my new love found a snippet of it and would like to read it, which leads to my second request. I know love poetry is ubiquitous and trite, but I have been madly looking for a poem which would describe the love of two people who have found their counterparts, their soulmate, someone who shares their ideas and thoughts and passions and which expresses the idea of at last finding the right person, of coming home, of belonging. Especially if a love of words/books are involved. I do not come empty handed, in return I offer this short but sweet piece:
A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention
by Yehuda Amichai, 1981
They amputated
Your thighs off my hips.
As far as I'm concerned
They are all surgeons. All of them.
They dismantled us
Each from the other.
As far as I'm concerned
They are all engineers. All of them.
A pity. We were such a good
And loving invention.
An aeroplane made from a man and wife.
Wings and everything.
We hovered a little above the earth.
We even flew a little.
The reason I am searching is my new love found a snippet of it and would like to read it, which leads to my second request. I know love poetry is ubiquitous and trite, but I have been madly looking for a poem which would describe the love of two people who have found their counterparts, their soulmate, someone who shares their ideas and thoughts and passions and which expresses the idea of at last finding the right person, of coming home, of belonging. Especially if a love of words/books are involved. I do not come empty handed, in return I offer this short but sweet piece:
A Pity. We Were Such a Good Invention
by Yehuda Amichai, 1981
They amputated
Your thighs off my hips.
As far as I'm concerned
They are all surgeons. All of them.
They dismantled us
Each from the other.
As far as I'm concerned
They are all engineers. All of them.
A pity. We were such a good
And loving invention.
An aeroplane made from a man and wife.
Wings and everything.
We hovered a little above the earth.
We even flew a little.
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Date: 2014-04-09 01:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-09 04:23 am (UTC)(To be frank, the piece you present is more about a parting than a stitching together, as far as relationships go.)
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Date: 2014-04-09 05:39 pm (UTC)Stride
Kat Heatherington
pet names and poems in the first week.
if i see you twice a month,
where will we be in a year?
in the quiet dark,
walking your dog at midnight,
our strides match.
each of us dressed to please the other,
arrived as a set.
we keep finding ourselves on the same page.
i'm lucky, most days, if the people i meet
are even in the same library.
and here you are again,
"i know the feeling."
i'm diving in. walking
in the quiet dark beside you,
in a neighborhood i used to know,
everything at once strange & familiar.
sprinklers under the streetlights.
the susurrus of Lead Avenue.
my heart circles back.
we hold each other tight, create
safe space, inside the city night.
i've got your back.
there's no moon. you're
my birthday gift, or i'm yours. somehow,
there's no judgment here, no fear
or shame. in the quiet dark,
when you take my hand,
our strides match.
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Date: 2014-04-09 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-09 06:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-08-07 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-04-20 01:24 pm (UTC)