Ode 2357

"Granite and Wineglass"
You are granite.
I am an empty wineglass.
You know what happens when we touch!
You laugh like the sun coming up laughs
at a star that disappears into it.
Love opens my chest, and thought
returns to its confines.
Patient and rational considerations leave.
Only passion stays, whimpering and feverish.
Some men fall down in the road like dregs thrown out.
Then, totally reckless, the next morning
they gallop out with new purposes. Love
is the reality, and poetry is the drum
that calls us to that. Don't keep complaining
about loneliness! Let the fear-language of that theme
crack open and float away. Let the priest come down
from his tower, and not go back up!

Poem topics: , , , , ,

Rate this poem:

Add Ode 2357 poem to your favorites

Add Poet Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi to your favorites

Popular Poets

Kalidasa (1 poems)
Emile Verhaeren (0 poems)
Edwin Morgan (2 poems)
Lord Houghton, Richard Monckton Milnes (1 poems)
Thomas Augustine Daly (2 poems)
Langston Hughes (6 poems)
Charles Tennyson Turner (1 poems)
Richard Brautigan (0 poems)
John Myers O'Hara (5 poems)
Brooks Haxton (2 poems)

Popular Poems

If They Meant All They Said, by Alice Duer Miller
When You Meet A Man From Your Own Home Town, by Franklin Pierce Adams
Life And Death, by Christina Rossetti
Ultima Thule: The Sifting Of Peter, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Life In A Love, by Robert Browning
Today When You Went Up The Hill, by Lesbia Harford
Wake The Serpent Not, by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Mantle Of St. John De Matha. A Legend Of, by John Greenleaf Whittier
GleeĆ¢??The great storm is over, by Emily Dickinson
A Tryst, by Celia Thaxter