Valentine's Day Edition
In honor of Valentine’s Day, I have curated some offbeat, surprising love poems for you, dear readers. There’s a love poem to a nose, and a love poem to a sexy tattooed man, and everything in between, on this very heart-happy day!
1. Love Poem To A Body Part You Used To Hate: To My Big Nose by Lucia Perillo
This poem, addressed to the speaker’s nose, begins like so:
Hard to believe there were actual years
when I planned to have you cut from my face—
hard to imagine what the world would have looked like
if not seen through your pink shadow…
And ends in a loving, coming-to-terms moment that acknowledges the speaker’s imperfect nose as an inextricable part of her life’s course—and perhaps even her life’s true rudder:
…and you are not so cruel, though you frightened men off
all those years when I thought I was running the show,
pale ghost who has led me like a knife
continually slicing the future stepped into,
oh rudder/wing flap/daggerboard, my whole life
turning me this way and that.
2. Love Poem That Uses Jesus To Get Its Point Across: I Want To Say Your Name: a love poem by Veronica Patterson
The poem begins like so, direct and with a passion so strong that it boasts of religious fervor:
I want to say your name
the way Jesus said, “Mary,”
at the unstopped tomb…
And ends on a much dreamier, more personal, quite lovely, note:
…I would say yours once, to seal
who you are, why I’ve stayed.
“Mary,” he said (I would say your name)
and the wind blew between the letters.
Stars hung low over the peaks of the M
and in the a, a world orbited.
3. Love Poem About Goodbye: In Back Of by Linda Pastan
In back of “I love you”
In back of
stands “it was lovely
there in the grass, drenched
in so much green
Words that wait
are dark as shadows
in the back rooms
when you raise
your right hand
they raise their left
4. Love Poem That Takes Place In A Parallel Universe Where You Can Only Say 167 Words Per Day: The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel
... When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
5. Love Poem With A Tattoo Motif: First Poem for You by Kim Addonizio
…I love to kiss
the pictures in your skin. They’ll last until
you’re seared to ashes; whatever persists
or turns to pain between us, they will still
be there. Such permanence is terrifying.
So I touch them in the dark; but touch them, trying.
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, LADIES ‘N’ GENTS!
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