I love thee so, my sweetest, doth I close
Up my romantic soul, and lock away
Its delicate embrace of thee I chose.
And for your sake, my children, shall I hide
Away its key; that none should see its truth
While every day I brave this worldly sway.
And yet, for me, the romance of my youth
Is sore alive, in all that I provide.
As, for thy comfort, every tree I fell;
Until–my wish at last–shall come the day
When all are safe, and everything is well.
My calloused hands, mine axe, shall lay aside;
This key, my soul’s romantic door, display
To thee, and to our children, love and pride.
This piece was inspired by some words of the poet Lady Day.
Lady Day is a prolific and inspiring writer pouring out the feelings of a life fully lived with passion and joy. Personally, I visit her site with a little bit of trepidation because I know I will leave with my feelings touched and hence, my usual observers distance challenged. There will be tears or laughter – but there will not be a quick click on to the next blog for me. I will have to sit and think of the feelings echoing forth from her work or from the scenes from her daily life with her five children. I think that is what catches me the most; I love the juxtaposition of steamy romance and passion with children and their delightful antics. It is so familiar and there is such a rightness to it all. Here are some of the little clips of her daily life that are posted in the side line. I think these are a “twitter feed”. Listen in with me and you’ll see what I mean…
- “I just can’t eat anymore! Maybe I just need more liquid.” My 4yr old. She has a very good vocabulary for her age. Weird. 2 hours ago
- Sharing a pot of lemon tea with honey,with my girls…we seem to have the sore throat blues. 2 hours ago
These snippets of life with her little girls take me back to life when my own daughter was small. I loved every pot of tea…even with the sore throats. Every vocabulary weirdness…it is all so familiar. Lady Day takes me back to the passion, the love, the pure sensuality of being a musician and living life with a young family. She is so beautiful to me that she must be taken in careful short sips lest the memories overcome me and I go through my day in a haze. My dear husband’s writings taken together with Lady Day’s in one brief day could be too much for any mortal woman! Visit her site with your heart open and prepare to explore poetry with her. It’s all about the experience of the poetry with her, I do believe. She seems to love words, love form, love passion, love art, love children, love romance.
Now that I have read what I’ve written above I can see that I need to make an explanatory addition. Lady Day is a poetess. Her site is filled with poetry about romance, passion, and life. Children are incidental to her site, they are simply the imps who peek out of the corners and I seek them out because they add to my enjoyment of the whole experience. It is a personal proclivity of mine – the search for the imps who hide in the corners – but for those who don’t search for them they will find Lady Day’s site full of poetry that is not child centered.
Boy, I see a lot of lucasing in the future for this post. ;-}