1402: The Lovers | Charles Simic
"The Lovers"
Charles Simic
In the woods, one fair Sunday,
When we were children,
We came upon a couple lying on the ground.
Hand in hand, ourselves afraid
Of losing our way, we saw
What we first thought was a patch of snow,
The two clutching each other naked
On the bare ground, the wind
Gusting in the new leaves over them
As we stole by, never to find out
Who they were, never to mention it afterwards
To each other, or to anyone else.
On this day in...
2011: "7 or 8 Things I Know About Her (A Stolen Biography)" by Michael Ondaatje
2010: Weekend, no poetry
2009: Weekend, no poetry
2008: "Delay" by Elizabeth Jennings
You say, The sensed absence/of God and the sensed presence/amount to much the same thing,/only in reverse./You say, I have too much white clothing./You start to hum.
Charles Simic
In the woods, one fair Sunday,
When we were children,
We came upon a couple lying on the ground.
Hand in hand, ourselves afraid
Of losing our way, we saw
What we first thought was a patch of snow,
The two clutching each other naked
On the bare ground, the wind
Gusting in the new leaves over them
As we stole by, never to find out
Who they were, never to mention it afterwards
To each other, or to anyone else.
On this day in...
2011: "7 or 8 Things I Know About Her (A Stolen Biography)" by Michael Ondaatje
2010: Weekend, no poetry
2009: Weekend, no poetry
2008: "Delay" by Elizabeth Jennings
You say, The sensed absence/of God and the sensed presence/amount to much the same thing,/only in reverse./You say, I have too much white clothing./You start to hum.