George, although I have given up trying to please you, I hope you have not gone away or anything. It is almost time for the fourteen thousandth post, and I know you get excited by milestones. Perhaps if we all drink a LOT of coffee, we could hit 20,000 by the holidays!!!
I prefer quality and thoughtfulness of expression to sheer quantity, though, so that is certainly not a challenge!!!
I found another Montague poem that is easier to understand than that last one, George!! This one is about the rhythm of the sea, in a way, which attracts me because I am a Pisces, probably. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it:
Tides
The window blown
open, that summer
night, a full moon
occupying the sky
with a pressure of
underwater light
a pale radiance
glossing the titles
behind your head
& the rectangle
of the bed where,
after long separation,
we begin to make
love quietly, bodies
turning like fish
in obedience to
the pull & tug
of your great tides.
John Montague |
