Anniversary
I forgot, I said,
but since when was our love built
on anything so ordinary
as a date?
Let other couples mark time.
I am too caught up
with the here and the now of you
to waste these hours
in commemoration of the past.
Because our love is vast,
like an ocean,
with depths far beyond
others’ comprehension.
Why spend our lives swimming circles
in the muddy puddle
of convention?
Flowers fade.
Chocolates get eaten.
By such ephemera,
we should judge our love not.
And you said,
what do you mean,
you forgot?
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I love your poems, especially the ones about the orange menace. I’m a native Texan, living in New York (Niagara Falls, not NYC) and my husband and I are retired journalists – he the former editorial page editor of the Buffalo News, and me, an investigative reporter, columnist, editor and publisher of a daily newspaper in Texas. We’re traveling to England and Scotland for three weeks – London, Cornwall, York and Liverpool, then Edinburgh, Glasgow and the Isle of Skye. My hope is that you’ll be in or near one of these places while we’re there, signing books or whatever. My column, Home on the Range, ran on the NYT wire back in the day. One or two are on my website, http://www.karladeluca.com if you have nothing else to do and are interested in an East Texas bit of humor. In the meantime, I’ll be hoping to find you somewhere around the UK while we’re there.
Thanks for your kind message – and do come and say hello should our schedules coincide when you’re over. I love many different kinds of humour so I shall check out the East Texan version of it. Best wishes – Brian