[ uncategorized – Love ] Two poems , Two loves

I rarely post about love. I find the subject .. or the concept of love ..well how should I say this ? I see love as something akin to an old acquaintance I hadn’t seen in awhile. I’m sure I would recognize it if I saw it.. but I’m really bad with faces.

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)

by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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2 thoughts on “[ uncategorized – Love ] Two poems , Two loves

  1. I laughed, the first time I read the poem. I knew nothing of it except for the fact that Robert & Elizabeth sent each other poems & the above was part of that exchange. . Then when it beckoned, I heeded its call. Love arrived in the form of a living thing, tiny, vulnerable, in my arms & she knew she’d be safe for as long as I was there. Fate, however, had other plans. So I leave my door unlocked. Or at least I think I have. I honestly don’t know.

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