Couple English love poems
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“Poem for My Love”
BY JUNE JORDAN
How do we come to be here next to each other
in the night
Where are the stars that show us to our love
inevitable
Outside the leaves flame usual in darkness
and the rain
falls cool and blessed on the holy flesh
the black men waiting on the corner for
a womanly mirage
I am amazed by the peace
It is this possibility of you
asleep
and breathing in the quiet air
“To My Dear and Loving Husband”
BY ANNE BRADSTREET
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persevere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
“Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all”
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all:
What hast thou then more than thou hadst before?
No love, my love, that thou mayst true love call—
All mine was Thine before thou hadst this more.
Then if for my love thou my love Receivest,
I cannot blame thee for my love thou usest;
But yet be blamed if thou this self deceivest
By wilful taste of what thyself refusest.
I do forgive thy robbery, gentle thief,
Although thou steal thee all my poverty;
And yet love knows it is a greater grief
To bear love’s wrong than hate’s known injury.
Lascivious grace, in whom all ill well shows,
Kill me with spites, yet we must not be foes.
“Bird-Understander”
BY CRAIG ARNOLD
Of many reasons I love you here is one
the way you write to me from the gate at the airport
so I can tell you everything will be alright
so you can tell me there is a bird
trapped in the terminal all the people
ignoring it because they do not know
what to do with it except to leave it alone
until it scares itself to death
it makes you sad
You wish you could take the bird outside
and set it free or (failing that)
calla bird-understander
to come to help the bird
All you can do is notice the bird
and feel for the bird and write
to tell me how language feels
impossibly useless
but you are wrong
You are a bird-understander
better than I could ever be
who make so many noises
and call them a song
These are your own words
your way of noticing
and saying plainly
of not turning away
from hurt
you have offered them
to me, I am only
giving them back
if only I could show you
how very useless
they are not
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The City is Peopled
The city is peopled
with spirits, not ghosts, O my love:
Though they crowded between
and usurped the kiss of my mouth
their breath was your gift,
their beauty, your life.
