Chosen by Eli and Julia, here we have what is probably our most romantic entry yet… it was written by Tobias Zimmermann
What I’ve wanted to sayis that I look up to you and prayI love you so muchin my dreams you are the one I touchand this Love is truebecause all of the time, I think of youyou are far away“I Love you“ that’s all what I wanted to sayyou are the only one in my heartin my life you’ve become a big partI was upset about your travela short time we spent together, now you are awayso much what I wanted to saybut I can not speak with youI wanted that you told me what do you want to doI wish you were with mebecause I dream of a “common We”more than an eternity you’re not with mein my dreams we scratched our hearts in an old Treeand now I listen to our special melodyyou´re not here I want to cry
Here is the fourth entry in our contest, this time chosen by Coral & Paula and written by English poet Alfred Austin…
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I
Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth,
No life, no light, no hopefulness, no mirth,
Pleasure nor purpose, when thou art not nigh.
Thy absence exiles sunshine from the sky,
Seres Spring’s maturity, checks Summer’s birth,
Leaves linnet’s pipe as sad as plover’s cry,
And makes me in abundance find but dearth.
But when thy feet flutter the dark, and thou
With orient eyes dawnest on my distress,
Suddenly sings a bird on every bough,
The heavens expand, the earth grows less and less,
The ground is buoyant as the ether now,
And all looks lovely in thy loveliness.
And here is, in Coral & Paula’s request, a very pink bouquet!
As we are all slowly getting into poetry mood I thought I would share one of my favourite love poems… I carry your heart with me. It reads like a song and I think it is really powerful. Its author does not use punctuation marks the usual way, thus it may look a bit strange at first. I think this poem is great for young people, so I hope you like it. But it is of course not included in the contest!
I also wanted you to read novelist Laurence Olivier description of poetry, as it feels very true to me…
Poetry is… bits of images, sentences that appear half-finished, all fluttering together like brightly coloured ribbons in the wind (Lauren Oliver)
And here is the poem, a small masterpiece:
|e.e. cummings – i carry your heart with me|
|i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
The third entry in our contest was submitted by María José and María José… It is a beautiful poem and one of the most famous poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning…
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
in my old grief, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! And, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Here is the second entry in our contest, a darker poem this time! It was written by Conrad Aitken, and chosen by Sam & Iván…
Why do I look at you? Why do I touch you? What do I seek in you, woman,
That I should to meet you again?
Why must I sound once more your abysmal nothingness,
And draw up only pain?
Hard, hard, I stare at you watery eyes; yet am not convinced, Now no more than ever before,
That they are only two mirrors reflecting the sky’s blank light,
That, and nothing more.
And I press my body against your body, as though I hoped to break
Clean through to another sphere;
And I strive to speak to you with a speech beyond my speech,
In which all things are clear;
Till exhausted I drown once more in your abysmal nothingness,
And the cold nothignees of me:
You, laughing and crying in this ridiculous room,
With your had upon my knee;
Crying because you think me perverse and unhappy; and laughing
To find our love so strange;
Our eyes fixed hard on each other in a last blind desperate hope
That the whole world might change.
To celebrate St Valentine’s Day we are having a contest!
My students have to submit their favourite love poem and we will take a vote in class to decide which poem is the class’s favourite! It is time to include a bit of poetry here, don’t you think?
And the first poem in our Valentine Day’s contest is here… It is a cheerful, lovely poem, and its author is Melissa Neiding. It was chosen by Raúl & Salvador and it goes:
I love to see you smile
And I love knowing that I caused that smile
I love to see you happy
And I love knowing that I caused that happiness
I love to look into your beautiful eyes
And I love the way I fall into them
I love it when you hold my hand
And I love having the courage to grab and hold yours
I love to tease and torment you
And I love it when you tease and torment me
I love it when you touch me
And I love to touch you
I love rediscovering how beautiful you are each time I see you
And I love realizing how attractive you make me feel
I love wanting so badly to kiss you
And I love the way you want to take things slow
I love the fact that you still want to be my friend
And I love that I want to be yours
I love so many things about you
But the most important thing is:
I Love you!
Remember you will all vote your favourite poem in class on February 14th, but I need to have all of your contributions beforehand that so I can post them!
Happy poetry reading!