All those songs about waking up in a lover's arms--
I don't know what they're talking about.
Oh, I've known the happy wedding night mattress on the floor
amid the stacks of packing boxes
and the delicious view when the world narrows
to a single cherished face.
The bee, though, doesn't live inside the bloom,
and goes still inside a jar.
Touched on every side by an adoring indigo night,
there is still just one Moon.
Allow me morning alone in my garden
with just my mug and dog.
It doesn't mean I never loved you, or loved you less.
There is only one dawn--this one
and it only waits so long.
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For What's Going On? "Aubade"
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Oh so beautiful. It made my heart miss a beat... especially the stanza about the bee and the waiting dawn. And the mug and the dog. I feel the moment of cherishing. Such an important moment.
ReplyDeleteOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! So perfect. I especially love the bee perspectives.......and the perfection of your closing stanza. Warmed my heart so much!!!! Dog love is the best of all.
ReplyDeleteI had to read your poem three times, I enjoyed it so much. I especially liked the last two lines. Kind of reminds me of the saying "Seize the day." And, yes, I loved the idea of spending the morning with your mug and your dog!
ReplyDeleteThe poem begins with a hard reality. A fairytale-y love doesn't always blossom. There's a deep longing in phrases like "a single cherished face", "there is still just one Moon", "There is only one dawn" and there's a tinge of sadness in the long waiting. "Allow me morning alone in my garden / with just my mug and dog." I enjoyed the happiness here. Love this, Shay.
ReplyDelete"The bee, though, doesn't live inside the bloom,
ReplyDeleteand goes still inside a jar.
Touched on every side by an adoring indigo night,
there is still just one Moon."
Dance where you are, garden or forest or rooftop! A lovely poem.
Really liked this, great images and the stacking boxes images with the mattress made it very transient - great poem
ReplyDeleteI won't quote any particular line, tho several stand out and have already been mentioned--but I find this poem as a whole very poignant, if you'll allow an over-used word, sweet without being cloying, just a scent of love like lilac on a warm wind that brings only the pleasures remembered and not the pain, and the satisfaction of life as it is. As a verse to the dawn, it couldn't be a better fit.
ReplyDeleteA startlingly hopeful and contented aubade that speaks of a coming to terms, a satisfaction in the new dawn replacing the old. Beautifully written, Shay.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful. I can't say anything more than what everyone else has already said, but I love how you narrow down and accentuate the power of each image, especially these:
ReplyDelete"the delicious view when the world narrows
to a single cherished face."
"Touched on every side by an adoring indigo night,
there is still just one Moon."
And the whole of that last stanza is perfect!
This is just perfect.
ReplyDeleteShay, this dawn "only waits so long," phrases like that come out of a settled, serene mind. I am so happy that What's Going On brought me to your page! Amy
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