Today I Love You Best in Red
Once lover to the moon alone, younger,
I wrote poems to golden shades and longed
to be Endymion. We danced in youth
and beauty as though life, time, and hunger
held no sway. We drank and sang, and we wronged
neither each other nor others, and Truth
was our gospel, covenant in verse—rhyme
ticked, clicked, licked our wounds over life and time.
Now youth grudgingly leaves us to wiser
age—as though wisdom were consolation—
and what once was firm, now time’s gravity
pulls from flight to ground. And now we miser
moments between, horde our burning passion
as though it might burn out. Naïveté
was such comfort . . . Jaded love seems sallow
contrasted to young love—though it’s shallow.
Today is all. Today, I love you best in red
and blue, in front or back, on the couch or in bed!
Forever have we loved. This moment, all is said
and done; in this moment, you seduce and we wed.
David M Pitchford
30 May 2008
Picture: “Red Nude” by Amedeo Modigliani, 1917
This is kind of an experiment. I’m working with Ottava Rima with a quatrain chaser. Does it work? What works best? Does the rhythm break down anywhere? Where?
Ardently seeking feedback. Thanks 😉