Poetry Friday
As tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and as my Valentine is a passionate cook who loves his aromatics, I dedicate this poem by Carol Ann Duffy to him.
Valentine
Not a red rose or a satin heart.
I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful
undressing of love.
Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.
I am trying to be truthful.
Not a cute card or a kissogram.
I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.
Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink to a wedding-ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
Its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
Comments
I was wondering about intellectual property and the legality of posting poems on blogs. I know this comes too late, but I thought of it when posting the "How to Paint a Donkey" and then again today. Have you come across any information regarding this topic in your Poetry Friday shindigs?
I can probably do that.