Love Poetry For Couple

at home ?in the interpreted world - Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies I 1 The tree on the slope is contingent upon your voice. I hear nothing so the tree won�t bend � I need that tree to bend. The horizon does not want poetry to keep going. Intention? No star meant to be admired and yet� Praise is impossible without doubt, ask a teenager. The

So we sat, and the waves crashed in like gifts, or insults, and the children played, digging trenches to defend against the sea, and then a head bobbed up and down in the waves, a bit too far out, and an arm waved, and again, and a friend walked the beach, waving the head in, and we sat and said to each other do you know that Stevie Smith poem, not waving but drowning � yes, and why is it still

I like the branch I find myself on a view over the garden all the way down to the beach the family below me gathered in the garden debating where I�ve gone. My father�s got a theory. I like the branch I find myself on. _____ You know how it is to give up the piss a week to the day before Christmas you know how it is to fall over sober safe in some spot, come to later

Our minds can turn anything romantic. Is the problem. The sewagy mud of the Fraser a quaint muslin & the spumes pulsing out of chimneys at the Lafarge cement plant look, at night, like two of Isadora Duncan�s scarves, pale, insouciant veils, harmless. The trees are all gone but then aren�t our hearts more similar to wastelands. We can make it kin, this pollution, children one is

� Rhydian W. Thomas, 2011. The poem first appeared in Hue & Cry Issue No. 5, and is reproduced with permission of the author. Editor: Sarah Jane Barnett Ever since reading "Pandora" the poem has stayed with me. I thought it would make an interesting Tuesday Poem as it's quite unusual. For me, I can't think of another poem that has

for Penelope Highton Da. Da. Da da. Where is the song. from Hello by Robert Creeley (1926 - 2005) . Hawk Press: Taylors Mistake, 1976 Click here to hear it read by Robert Creeley at the NZ Electronic Poetry Centre and read it yourself here. Editor: Madeleine Slavick I found Hello on my third visit to New Zealand. A small, worn book, at 28 pages, beautifully handset and

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