05 August 2011

it's beautiful. it's strange.

 rome. july 2011.

There Comes the Strangest Moment
There comes the strangest moment in your life,
when everything you thought before breaks free--
what you relied upon, as ground-rule and as rite
looks upside down from how it used to be.

Skin's gone pale, your brain is shedding cells;
you question every tenet you set down;
obedient thoughts have turned to infidels
and every verb desires to be a noun.

I want--my want. I love--my love. I'll stay
with you. I thought transitions were the best,
but I want what's here to never go away.
I'll make my peace, my bed, and kiss this breast…

Your heart's in retrograde. You simply have no choice.
Things people told you turn out to be true.
You have to hold that body, hear that voice.
You'd have sworn no one knew you more than you.

How many people thought you'd never change?
But here you have. It's beautiful. It's strange.

thank you, sam, for sending this gem my way.

5 comments:

  1. oh yes, this one i need to save and hold close to my heart. yup. yessiree.

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  2. this poem is so beautiful. thank you for sharing and for your stunning picture too xxx

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  3. aw Anna, I just saw this. I'm so glad you liked it - I knew you just had to read it.

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