Wednesday, July 20, 2011

First, Love


They looked at one another
as if each had swallowed silence,
and were forbidden the use
of their hands.



17 comments:

Tess Kincaid said...

beautiful

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Tess.

all ways 11 o'clock said...

this is beautiful William,
i am reminded.

~robert

William Michaelian said...

Hello, Robert. Thank you. I’m glad.

Joseph Hutchison said...

Perfect! Right down to that resonant, ambiguous comma in the title....

William Michaelian said...

Such is a labor of love, that even a comma will make us pause. Thanks, Joe.

Elizabeth Anderson said...

Love ly

willfulresemblance said...

I groaned as I realized the subject but reading the way you treated it I smiled - deeply - damn good job.

William Michaelian said...

Hi, Elizabeth. Thank you.

Thanks, Jhon. I appreciate it. Now I’m smiling at your groan.

Andreas said...

Hello, William. Your beautiful poem speaks to me of a realization I recently had and would like to share with you. You see, Friday last I sat on a bed with a woman I recently met as we were looking to make love to each other for the very first time. And it was right then and there, in the akward silence that preceded our embraces, it occurd to me that, no matter how old one gets, in that situation one is always fifteen, not knowing what to say, not knowing how to make that first move. It's a sweet place; something to smile about.

Take care,
Andreas

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Andreas, and my best wishes to you.

What you’ve shared explains, at least in part, why there’s a comma in the title. At the same time, it adds meaning to the poem.

RUDHI - Chance said...

That silence is golden...

William Michaelian said...

It is. Thank you, Rudhi.

erin said...

oh! i just saw the comma! WONDERFUL! i swear. you've just snuck in and put it there!

i was going to say, mmmmm very quietly and now you have me jumping about.

xo
erin

William Michaelian said...

To which I’ll say mmmmm, then shout as quietly as I can.

Nazia Mallick said...

Wow, wow, wow!!

Makes me want to fall in love. Again.

William Michaelian said...

Thanks, Nazia. And that makes me glad I wrote this poem. Again.