Poetry Talk

Another short poem today. I like 'em short. This one is 15 lines, so it can getaway as a sonnet give or take. I'm not going to complain—It's all about love. This book by Sandra Lim titled The Curious Thing is a beautiful book about love, dreams, and all its ways. And who knew all the ways, I certainly don't. I'm particularly attracted to this poem in a sense—it kind of reminds me of the type of young man I was and who knows if in my old age and under certain circumstance would I still be this way. I'm at that age where my love and I now have completely transformed into its final act. Most of the kids are gone, one grandchild and another on the way. I can't even imagine a change but this book shows all the possibilities, and for me its like gossip. Everybody loves gossip and it's like peering into the hidden side of relationships. The dirt and drama. Bliss and heartbreak.

Although I wasn't good at math and definitely not astronomy, this boy seems oblivious to the nature of love or reading between the lines or even taking the leap. This young lady has desire, dreams perhaps and hope. She's appears patient throwing everything at him and possibly this boy is not the boy I originally thought. Maybe he's taking, taking, taking, with cold shoulders. Poems are complicated, twist, turns and nothing is black and white. Many are similar to the concept of write your own ending or insert your own experiences, and I think this book is like that. I love this poem and I love this book. It is definitely worth the read and I guarantee you'll read it more than once. Just for the record, I like to think this poem is about the boy I used to be.