Well, What About Love?

Here we are, drawing close to the end of April, and soon Poetry Month will be behind us. Will you miss it? I hope so. Even if it’s just a little bit. You can keep it a secret if you like. I know some people are a little embarrassed to admit they actually do like poetry, when they’ve made such a point of saying they didn’t. I say BRAVO to you for being willing to open yourself to the world around us, in all its infinite beauty and emotion, even if you don’t want to brag about it.

As you’ve no doubt figured out, I love poetry. Not all of it, but quite a lot of it. I’ve had a great time this month being introduced to a few poets I’d hadn’t read before, who friends had recommended to me. I hope you’ve enjoyed the ones I’ve shared with you. I hope I may have lit a spark in some of you.

All that being said, we’ve still got a few days of Poetry Month left, and I thought it was time to share a few poems on a topic that never grows old with poets—or anyone, really—Love. So today I’d like to share three short love poems. The first is by e.e. cummings, who is probably best known as the poet who didn’t use capital letters. (I know that’s how I first came to know him.) The second is probably one of the most famous love poems of all time, by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, and I’d venture to say that even most non-poetry lovers are familiar with it. The third, and final, poem is one of my very favorite love poems, by one of my very favorite poets, Edna St. Vincent Millay.

Listen, enjoy, and feel the love.

i carry your heart with me by e.e. cummings

How Do I Love Thee? by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Love Is Not All by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I’d love to hear how you’ve been enjoying these posts in celebration of Poetry Month. And I hope you’ll keep coming back for more.

Happy Poetry Month!