Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Blessing

by John Updike

The room darkened, darkened until
our nakedness became a form of gray;
then the rain came bursting,
and we were sheltered, blessed,
upheld in a world of elements
that held us justified.
In all the love I had felt for you before,
in all that love,
there was no love
like that I felt when the rain began:
dim room, enveloping rush,
the slenderness of your throat,
the blessèd slenderness.

please note: art by Max Buten

7 comments:

  1. The kind of words that make me moan. I'll go back and read again and again.
    Thank you.

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  2. Such an elaborate and eccentric way of expressing one's flight of imagination about love...thank you for sharing..

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  3. After reading this poem the first thing I said was " Ah,Beautiful".
    Thank You.

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  4. It is beautiful, but then I expect nothing less from you with your eclectic selections of beautiful words. Thank you.

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Hey, thanks for your thoughts and your time:>)