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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THER LOVER, by DAVID IGNATOW Poet's Biography
First Line: I'd tell of stones dropping upon me
Last Line: Were well and behovel
Subject(s): Love – Complaints
First Line: I'd tell of stones dropping upon me
Last Line: Were well and behovel
Subject(s): Love – Complaints
I accept the candle handed to me
out of the dark where I hear
the thunder of Roman troops.
The candle is lit, floating down
from over the heads of the fighters
against Rome. I place it
in a candle holder and set the light
beside my bed. In its ray
the thunderous troops recede.
I pick up a history of the Jews
and read. My story.
Other Poems of Interest...
ALMOST AN ELEGY by JOSEPH BRODSKY
TRIESTE - CIAO TO ITALY by SANDRA CISNEROS
NAMING PARTS by CAROL ANN DUFFY
UNHAPPY LOVE POEM by EDWARD HIRSCH
LOVE IS HIS NEMESIS: IT FOLLOWS HIM INTO SLEEP by DAVID IGNATOW