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Thursday, October 29, 2009

I think this guy is in love. Really, really in love. Or, alternately, mentally ill.




"Salina" -- I once loved you; but now --I love my holy, precious love
With all my heart and soul;
I love my sweet and darling love
With all my heart and soul;
I love my loving tender love
With all my heart and soul,
Through all His depths, around, above,
Where'er the [?] roll.
Please send me your present address, in love.
John Bishop Hall
Sweeny's Hotel

I...yeah.  I don't know.  I'm leaning toward mentally ill.  You know when you see or say a word too many times it sort of loses its meaning?  That's how I feel about "love" right now.  There are like so many other words that could have been used in this horrible little "poem" (I hardly want to grace it with that word) to express the same meaning, and much more effectively. 

Now there are a few words that are hard to make out - one I couldn't get at all - I'm not certain I'm right about the "His," but it makes sense in the context.  Can anyone figure out the one that starts with a "p"?  I swear, if I saw this in a newspaper or anywhere else addressed to me, I'd just fall down laughing.  This poor guy!  I can hardly believe it's for real.  It's just so bad!





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3 comments:

womenwithpants October 29, 2009 at 11:11 AM  

I think it might be "planets"?

matt October 29, 2009 at 2:16 PM  

Well... it really is terrible poetry. It really puts the dog in doggerel. That makes me think that he (I agree) really is in love. Love makes people stupid (not always a bad thing) and they lose their perspective about what makes good poetry at exactly the same moment that they lose language skills. Kinda looks genuine in that context.

Laura October 29, 2009 at 4:23 PM  

I also think that says "planets"

Yeah...that poem is really really terrible.

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