- Non-Erotic Poetry
- It didn't happen
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Click hereIt didn't happen
We never shared
Shostakovich and Beethoven,
never melted together before
Monet or Degas.
It didn't happen.
We never explored
islands and architecture,
nor nourished our children together.
We weren't lifemates.
It didn't happen.
Never wrote and edited
in excitement, for each other.
It was all just
the most heartbreaking illusion.
So it can't have happened,
can it?
- COMMENTS
CocoDuVoiralmost 9 years agoI must disagree with some of the other comments here, for me, poetry is about feeling. It is not a science and so technical accuracy is second place to the emotion, sentiment and sense of nostalgia a poem creates (or doesn't)
I was constantly driving my English lit lecturer mad with this sort of talk, but for me at least, that is where the truth of a poem lies.
And this poem does well to create that sense of nostalgia for a time long past. It conveys well the emotion felt once, lost and longed for again. Is it technically perfect? No. Does it matter? No.
I enjoyed it. Thank you.
Stormy Poetover 11 years agoThere is much beauty and melancholy in the apparent simplicity of this poem.It conveys so much about what happens to relationships.It certainly resonates with my life experience.You express where so many of us have been in such a moving way.
Prof_Emmaover 11 years agoIt's a beautiful tribute to a connection lost... thanks for sharing. You convey so much with such an economy of words!
Anonymousover 11 years agoIt resonates, but I don't think the last seven words fit the rest.
Scotsman69over 11 years agoAuthorthe composers and artists named are amongst those two human beings once shared. That's all.
SweetOblivionover 11 years agoHaving read and re-read your poem, I'm still not sure why you choose to mix Beethoven, two French impressionists and a modern Russian composer. The rest of the verse doesn't really seem to reflect any of their work, but I may be missing something? Were you selecting names at random or just using them as icons of culture? Some more precise associations might have improved the poetic metaphor, but I may be nit picking. Whatever.
