Today I am feeling a little romantic, and it has been a long time since I have felt this way.
No, I am not in love or have fallen head over heels over some guy I just met. Well, not just yet. May be some day I’ll walk down that road again. But not any time soon as I am not in any hurry 🙂
Anyways, I was going through my old scrapbook of poems – not mine, but those I adored. I used to collect poems I love.
Most of them were about love, loss of love, grief, depression, death and even war.
Funny enough, I’ve never kept the love poems or letters that I have received from various people over the years.
I guess, when something ends I no longer wish to keep things which are related to them. Not because they make me sad or angry, for that matter. But because they are no longer relevant to the present. Hence, I “release” them and “offer them up” to the heavens together with my well wishes for those individuals.
So, when was the last time you wrote a love poem to someone, or even received a love poem from someone?
Love poem is just somehow so incredibly romantic and beautiful in itself. Just a few lines to convey one’s emotions or thoughts, delivered to the one we care about. There is something delicate and yet precious about love poems. And there is no denying that the best ones can melt our souls, as much as our hearts, like a drop of fire.
In the old days, love poems were all the rage because people could not readily express their feelings as publicly or openly. Plus, there was no internet. So, love poems and letters were the only way to effectively communicate one’s feelings to the object of one’s affection. The sensation felt then is just as thrilling now, I would imagine.
Today, the art of writing love letter and poem has deteriorated quite drastically. Yes, it is kind of sad. Because so much beauty is captured through words when crafted with love. So, in celebration of romance and love poems, I’d like to share one of my favourites. It is called, “A Love Poem to No One in Particular” by Mark O’Brien.
Mark O’Brien was a poet who lived from 1949 to 1999. He had a very interesting life, despite being afflicted with polio in 1955 and had to spend the rest of his life paralysed. He could not even breathe on his own. He literally lived out most of his life inside an iron lung. To read more about Mark, please go here.
And if Mark O’Brien may sound familiar to some of you, it is because he became the subject a recent movie entitled, “The Sessions”. John Hawkes played “Mark O’Brien” and Helen Hunt starred as “Cheryl Cohen Greene“, the “Sex Surrogate“, who helped Mark discover his own sexuality within the context of his disability. Yes, it is a very fascinating movie – if you have not watched it already.
Anyways, this is the poem itself – “A LOVE POEM TO NO ONE IN PARTICULAR”.
Mark had actually wrote this love poem to Cheryl, and had it delivered to her house.
Now, as you read this poem, please bear in mind Mark’s physical condition. Only then, you’d appreciate the meaning of his every word.
Here, I wish everyone a romantic and love-filled week!
As always, spread the love and peace to all 🙂