Before We Die
Before we die
We must be sure
To read the
Book of Longing
Maybe together
Under an ancient
Yet still white
Foaming quilt
And with a
Rogue bough
Tapping
Against the
Steamed up
Bedroom window
For I know
You would then
Be sure
To hold me tight
Of course
We would be
More than crazy
To try and read it
In the shower
While you were
Milking me
Beneath a layer
Of fine bubbles
And with that
Bloody bough
Still tapping on the
Bedroom window
In the key of F minor
Maybe then
It would make
More sense
To postpone our
Eventual coming
And dedicate these
Words instead
To Irving Layton or
Federico García Lorca
While allowing the
Storm to waste itself
On our behalf
And the bough
To break exhausted
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: probably more of a reflection than about love, but there is a little bit o that there too, you just have to know where to look... N
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Clever write Neville, that Book of Longing could have a great deal for which to answer.
Many thanks Goldfinch60, the 'Book of Longing' was written by the late great Leonard Norman Cohen, who was kind enough to respond to a letter that I wrote to him regarding my Fathers eulogy.. tis a book that I would highly recommend to anyone.... Neville
To quote one of my brevity's that defines this work beautifully -
You wove the words innocently, yet left the meaning exposed
I suspect a thank you would be in order... so here goes, thank you Suresh...... Neville
Have that very book on my shelf Neville, though I haven't opened it for some time. LC's CDs are not far away either - hardly need them as fragments buzz through my head often.
You embedded the reference in an atmospheric effort embroidered with rich detail - I would have enjoyed it anyway without the good book's reference.
How's the move, BTW?
Good evening DD, please excuse this late response .. I am glad you found these words and for your heart-warming comments ... they are much appreciated .. I am a great fan of Mr. L.N.C and am proud to say that he once wrote to me shortly after my Father died and gave me the nod to include some of his words in the eulogy ....................... Neville ......... the move went well thanks, it has just been nonstop and full on since ........................ Neville
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