We celebrate with one of my most personal - though not one of my best (I think there's probably in fact some sort of reverse correlation there) - 'poems'.
Connoisseur of Melancholy
I lay my sadness down for years to come;
Hide it far from sight, to patiently await
The moment of its perfection
In a dark cool vault, where
Bottled griefs ripen to despair.
From time to time, I descend to these depths
To review my collection; squinting
Through the gloom to make out
The names and years in endless rows;
Turning each one over lovingly in my mind,
Poring fondly over faded labels;
Recalling each painful acquisition
With soft regret and sorrowful delight.
Looking at me & you, I think
That was a very good year;
But (following the experts) I know
It will be another decade yet
Until its savour is keenest.
1 comment:
that spoke to me
are you sure there is a reverse correlation?
I have more to say on this, but a little overwhelmed by it for now to properly articulate
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