If I buy an orange,
And bring it home in a canvas bag,
I have to decide what to get rid of;
What object it will replace.
If I lose something--
My book of Whitman poems, or
The card from my friend in New York,
It's bound to be right there,
As close as coffee to the cup.
Should the postman drop me a letter,
I must then send one out.
I dream only once each night, but richly.
There would seem to be no room
For Another
In my life,
And yet,
The sun comes through my window
Each morning,
And seems to belong there.
What about that?
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Happy St. Valentine's Day, sweetheart!
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Care to sell this poem to Hallmark? Genius on this level deserves to be compensated...
ReplyDeleteTHAT is what living on a boat is REALLY like LOL!
ReplyDeleteand I REALLY LIKE your poem-
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"I dream only once each night, but richly." -- I loved loved loved this, Shay.
ReplyDeleteIt's never about how much of anything we have (even space), but how we appreciate it.
What a sweet poem. Not as good as a store-bought Hallmark card, decorated with frolicking kittens and rosebuds, but...Who am I kidding?
ReplyDeleteHow lucky she is to get such a Valentine.
hey that just means there is a lot less space between...it is def not about what you aint got but what you do...and you do. smiles...happy valnetines shay
ReplyDeleteI love this concept of the small house, one object in means one object out. I like how you extrapolated that to a letter received means one must be written, and there is always room for love.
ReplyDeleteThis is up there with the great poets of the past 50 years, really I've seldom read better in this style.
fill your heart .. ♥♥
ReplyDeleteSimple words sometimes say the most, and never more so than this lovely Valentine about the unimportance of material trappings and the sufficiency of love for all things. Beautiful love poem, Shay.
ReplyDeleteI would kill to get a Valentine like this!
ReplyDeleteOh, this could not be more perfect. Love every beautiful and perfect word.
ReplyDeleteMay all our footprints continue to diminish in size ... love the red Valentine lamp!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a happy read:~) I love the ending, "What about that?"
ReplyDeleteAlso, "It's bound to right there,
As close as coffee to cup."
That's a great verse:~)
Don't you just love the word, "sweet-heart?" No better word for loving someone.
Happy Valentine's Day to you and your sweetheart.
Very sweet poem. Perfect for V-Day!
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This is too good for a "Hallmark" greeting card...but it would make a perfect "Fireblossom" greeting card. I was gonna list my favorite line, but I just love them all! Happy Valentine's day, Shay
ReplyDeleteThis is the quiet, deceptively simple gorgeous that I love and would love to be able to write. Really, really beautiful, Shay.
ReplyDeleteyour love poems are incomparable, Shay! this is an exquisite example. just stunning!
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I'm glad you have a sweetheart, Shay. I'll bet she loved this lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThere's always room for the things that make our hearts dance...and shine! Love this one, FB!
ReplyDeleteHappy Belated ♥'s Day! xo
Thankfully not all things take up physical space, for if they did, we'd have to get rid of everything we'd ever owned (and more).
ReplyDeleteThis is so powerful:
There would seem to be no room
For Another
In my life,
And yet,
The sun comes through my window
Each morning,
And seems to belong there.
What about that?
This is wonderful. Sigh. That old sun, peering through the window every morning. I love the dreaming once, but richly.
ReplyDeleteShay, I have always loved your poems about small houses and rooms. It is an enduring and endearing motif for me.
ReplyDeleteI see why this is one of your sixteen favs. As you said, writing simply about something so complex is pretty brilliant. The specific details you choose are so good, starting with an orange. Of course I especially love the line, "As close as coffee to the cup."
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