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Poem Details
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| Title: | This new love |
| Author: | Cathy Page |
| Date Submitted: | 8/19/2008 |
| Email: | quixotic@iinet.net.au |
| Poem: |
New love is an exchange, one way of life for another. I am finding my breath catching with pleasure just pottering round the house, dusting the mirror or crunching on apples. I practise loving by treating myself kindly, taking time to find out what I treasure. I breathe the freshening air through my window smelling like happiness. I am tasting everything anew enjoying its new sweetness. I am amazed by the way I fit with myself, imperfections are trivial, this new love delights me. I move sensitively beside myself learning new ways, delicately holding my heart in my cupped hands. Everything here speaks of a dedication ceremony: incense, books of poems, flowers and a lit candle. Somewhere behind me is the sighing ghost from my past but it cannot reach me now when I am being borne again with a smile on my face. I am fully present here in this moment. I examine my hands, familiar and softly wrinked like crepe, hands for holding a baby or ready to caress a new lover. I am like a matured cheese and a bottle of aged wine. I am the dappled sun on the grapevine. I sit here with this feast before me excitedly courting someone I have always, but only just, known.... |