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02 December 2012
Long Partnerships - Erasure Poetry
From: The Last Gift of Time by Carolyn G. Heilbrun
Long partnerships are rare, endow
inhabitants with equilibrium
otherwise unknown.
A woman, her spouse
cherished, endured.
This moment, at last, overshadows
resentments, betrayals, boredom,
disallows a sin of omission to serve
as mental magnet.
Memory and anger recede,
dissipate. Life in the moment
no longer expects what will never occur,
expects neither more nor less
than who he is.
Marrieds of many decades earn,
as reward, mutual mellowness,
find life good.
This was actually sparked by Mary's prompt on Friday: Connection over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads and a continuation of Anna's Erasure Poetry from dVerse Poets Pub. Their current prompt is from Stuart: Missing You. Since I have the good fortune to be in a marriage of 39 years with my Honey, I erased all of the last chapter in The Last Gift of Time except the above as a hymn of praise to long relationships. And on the theme of missing, it expresses why I miss my Honey when he's away.
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wow..so you combined three prompts in one poem...and very well done..it's not easy to walk and work through the long and winding path of marriage...can get tough at times..and putting expectations away is a key for success i think...
ReplyDeleteOr you could say I'm just slow. As for marriage, not easy at the beginning but rewarding 39 years on.
Deletea mutual mellowness....smiles...its a good thing we dont cling to those things as we go along, and over time we begin to understand each other a bit more as well...no longer expects....huge thing there...and it allows you to enjoy them and the moment....made me smile this morning...
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it made you smile- in recognition? Yes, enjoy the moment. It's sweet.
DeleteIt is wonderful to have a Honey to share life with. I've got one, too, although of much shorter duration, only twenty years. :-)
ReplyDelete20 is good, very good.
DeleteSo lovely - terrific poem, very sweet. My parents were married 60 years before my dad's death this year. It was amazing to see how all the rough places smoothed out. k.
ReplyDelete60- Congrats to them. We've got a long way to go and lots more to learn.
DeleteThis is a wonderful life story. Congratulations on having such golden luck.
ReplyDeleteThanks, I'm grateful.
DeleteA fine, didactic, philosophical poem about the maturing or aging or withering or blossoming of love. So many angles, eh? :-)
ReplyDeleteMany angles making it complex, rich, full.
DeleteAfter a decade, I start to glimpse these riches with Nan. So glad you and your Honey have each other--as Nan would say, he's a peach! Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteMy father says a peach of a swell scout. And so he is. Congrats on 10, I didn't realize it was that long. My theory? It's the first 7 years that are the hardest.
Deleteerasure poetry is such a cool concept- ive never tried one..but maybe i will soon! this poem was heartwarming...and to me, told of how even after time, true love never really wanes, and you can miss that person just as much as when you first got together...
ReplyDeleteI liked this type of poetry as well. As for the love- it seems impossible to me that what we had in the beginning we thought as love. How we've changed.
DeleteYou experienced a lifetime together; and that can kill or strengthen a relationship.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it was the latter.
DeleteI get such pleasure from your love and your posts. Have a blessed day...
ReplyDeleteAnd to you, Lauren.
DeleteLovely summary of a mature, yet still growing, happy relationship. (How can one be unhappy with a view, whether daily or visited, like the one pictured on your blog?)
ReplyDeleteSo true, I'm blessed and grateful. The view east is the sea, south are the mountains, west is the blog view and further from that more mountains.
DeleteWe will make 36 years in June. I understand every bit of it ...
ReplyDeleteCongrats. It's a kick, isn't it?
DeleteBack a second time here. This time I am struck by the first one. So nice to CLAIM the word 'poet,' isn't it????? (At least I find it so.)
ReplyDelete'Tis. Speak it into reality.
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