poetry & tumblr

[marcicat]

It's not that I dislike poetry, I just don't tend to think of it as something I love. (Although an argument could be made that things like tumblr tags are a poetry of their own, and I certainly spend plenty of time reading those.)

But there are certain poems I tend to think of, and want to re-read. Revenge, by Eliza Chavez ("rest assured, anxious America, you brought your fists to a glitter fight"), and Art is a Facebook status about your winter break, by b.e.fitzgerald ("Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest vine account"), and that one about all the women in the world having a meeting in the bathroom that I can't find right now.

All of which is to say, Neil Gaiman posted a poem he read at a wedding, and it made me cry, and I thought I might want to find it again.

All I Know About Love, by Neil Gaiman

Only that the world out there is complicated,
and there are beasts in the night, and delight and pain,
and the only thing that makes it okay, sometimes,
is to reach out a hand in the darkness and find another hand to squeeze,
and not to be alone.

Comments

[bluemeridian]

Those were all excellent things to read today (or re-read in the case of 'revenge').

[marcicat]

I'm glad! Your comment inspired me to look more carefully for the one I couldn't find this morning -- just linked it in a separate post. :)