Romance Poetry posted January 29, 2020

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free verse

Vernal Interlude

by estory

The snow melted last night.

I run my hands over you
Until I think of nothing but silk
Embroidered by the Queen of Sheba.

You look at me
Over your shoulder,
Like a gift between lovers
And I pick up your violin
And draw my bow across its strings,
Composing a song of Ladyslippers
And Foxgloves
While you lie beside yourself,
As dawn creeps up the windowpanes.

So passes another night. Another season.
Another year.


This is a romantic poem with a sensual feel to it, a moment of seduction set symbolically at the end of winter and the melting of snow; an interlude of love in the seasons of life. I wanted to create a sense of passion in that moment, but also a sense of underlying forces creating that passion and the transient nature of it, as it slips into memory and life and nature march on. I wanted a light, open ended free form feel and plenty of color and shape and sensation in the images for this poem, a bit different than some of the others posted so far for Carolina Pastorals. I think Denise Levertov definitely served as a model for the style and format of this, this is very much in the vein of her poetry. estory
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