David Ignatow Love Poems

  • 1.
    Whatever we do, whether we light
    strangersâ?? cigarettesâ??it may turn out
    to be a detective wanting to know who is free
    with a light on a lonely street nightsâ??
    ...
  • 2.
    Finally, to forgo love is to kiss a leaf,
    is to let rain fall nakedly upon your head,
    is to respect fire,
    is to study man's eyes and his gestures
    ...
  • 3.
    Prescient, my hands soothing
    their foreheads, by my love
    I earn them. in their presence
    I am wretched as death. They smile
    ...
  • 4.
    She was saying mad things:
    'To hell with the world!
    Love is all you need! Go on
    and get it! What are you
    ...
  • 5.
    I am looking for a past
    I can rely on
    in order to look to death
    with equanimity.
    ...
  • 6.
    Late in 1962 New York newspapers reported the story of a nine-year-
    old child being raped on a roof, and hurled twenty stories to the
    ground.

    ...
  • 7.
    Interesting that I have to live with my skeleton.
    It stands, prepared to emerge, and I carry it
    with meâ??this other thing I will become at death,
    and yet it keeps me erect and limber in my walk,
    ...
  • 8.
    In a dream I'm no longer in love. I breathe deeply this sense of freedom,
    and I vow never again to seal myself in, but I am reminded it is myself I love
    also and that too is a kind of sealed condition. I am committed to taking
    care of my body and its home accommodations, its clothes and neat
    ...
Total 8 Love Poems by David Ignatow

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