Saturday, October 17, 2009


(Does everyone celebrate Sweetest Day or is that something we celebrate only here in the North?)

"I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out." - Roy Croft

"Whatever our souls are made of, mine and his are the same." - Emily Bronte


Lea said...

I can't say that I have heard of the "Sweetest Day".... but what a lovely concept. I just love those quotes.

Germain said...

by Kathleen Bonnano

Death Barged In

In his Russian greatcoat,
slamming open the door
with an unpardonable bang,
and he has been here ever since.

He changes everything,
rearranges the furniture,
his hand hovers
by the phone;
he will answer now, he says;
he will be the answer.

Tonight he sits down to dinner
at the head of the table
as we eat, mute;
later, he climbs into bed
between us.

Even as I sit here,
he stands behind me
clamping two
colossal hands on my shoulders
and bends down
and whispers to my neck:
From now on,
you write about me.