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When she says margarita she means daiquiri.
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
as I stand disconsolate at the window."

He's supposed to know that.

When a man loves a woman he is in New York and she is in Virginia
or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading,
or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he is raking leaves in Ithaca
or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate
at the window overlooking the bay
where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on
while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.

When a woman loves a man it is one ten in the morning
she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels
drinking lemonade
and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed
where she remains asleep and very warm.

When she says tomorrow she means in three or four weeks.
When she says, "We're talking about me now,"
he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says,
"Did somebody die?"

When a woman loves a man, they have gone
to swim naked in the stream
on a glorious July day
with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle
of water rushing over smooth rocks,
and there is nothing alien in the universe.

Ripe apples fall about them.
What else can they do but eat?

When he says, "Ours is a transitional era,"
"that's very original of you," she replies,
dry as the martini he is sipping.

They fight all the time
It's fun
What do I owe you?
Let's start with an apology
Ok, I'm sorry, you dickhead.
A sign is held up saying "Laughter."
It's a silent picture.
"I've been f*cked without a kiss," she says,
"and you can quote me on that,"
which sounds great in an English accent.

One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it another nine times.

When a woman loves a man, she wants him to meet her at the airport in a foreign country with a jeep.
When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that she's two hours late
and there's nothing in the refrigerator.

When a woman loves a man, she wants to stay awake.
She's like a child crying
at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end.

When a man loves a woman, he watches her sleep, thinking:
as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved.
A thousand fireflies wink at him.
The frogs sound like the string section
of the orchestra warming up.
The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes.

When a Woman Loves a Man
David Lehman

To be inspirational
Let it be like celebrational
Cos it is a celebration
This life
Even with its trouble n strife
Married to this game like husband or wife
And why hate?
Well let me tell you why not to hate
For karma you create at any rate
So don't get irate
When you navigate to more stress on your plate
Rather give thanks n appreciate
The time is now so please don't wait
You have the magik
You are a magician
And you alone can create
More joy
More happiness
More of those things which you perceive as bless
Put your focus on grace n giving thanks
Leave those negative vibrations to play in their own ranks
But don't get it twisted
The ego fear and tight fisted
Are all a part of this
Learn to curve n swerve n transform light from darkness

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XX ]
*** Grains of wheat ***



“A
Grain
Of wheat
In my hand,
- One
World
At rest,
In each shore
Of my thoughts; –

*** Root ***

Each
Grain
Of wheat
On this land
- Has
Known
The soft word,
Where mild winds
Blown to the mill; –

*** Root ***

Up
There,
To the hill,
- While these stones
Break
Still;
My mind
Seems to count
Grains of wheat – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXII ]
*** Just a leaf ***



“In fall,
Cold wind
Blows fast,
Then slow –
I call
A leaf;
- The trees
Look thinned,
And crawl; –

*** Root ***

Pale moon
- Thus glide
Through stones
With musk; –
My heart,
A leaf;
So soon,
To ask
- Of these; –

*** Root ***

But while
Owls came
To watch
Such bride
Of night
I miss,
- This leaf
Hath slept
In wept – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXIII ]
*** A line in sand ***



“How is,
O, child,
To draw
A line
In sand?
For thine
- Such land,
While mine,
This quiz; –

*** Root ***

He smiled;
- Though none
But his,
The shore
I walk,
- A sigh
Long gone,
Thou one
Must talk; –

*** Root ***

Yet, raw,
Lime stones,
Sea choirs,
In waves,
They wash; –
Brown crabs
- Seems now
Back home
To rush – ”





©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XXIV ]
*** The more ***



“The more
I climb
These cliffs
Of life,
The more
I find
All gifts
In strife
Of time; –

*** Root ***

The more
I see
My sins
And fall,
The more
- In loss,
Or wins,
A call
For Thee; –

*** Root ***

The more
- While weak,
Or strong,
I pray,
The more
I know
- If good
Or wrong,
My way – ”




©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

I suppose even heaven can wait,
So is the burden on the heart
Knowing the disapointment you sense and feel
Once there never forgotten?
We have to move on
Like a train leaving a station but not knowing if you will return
Waiting can drain you to the core
Sure it was nice but to be perfect in this world does not seem to exist
We cannot close the door but the draught can be disturbing
A man has to take it, to be a Man is to take it
Move on until the next time it happens but there is always a chance
A chance that it will never happen again!

Did they tell you?

My eyes do not sleep in your absence.. Did they tell you?

After you, my heart refused to speak. Did they tell you?

How did I get lost in the crowd? Did they tell you?

My heart attempts to escape to you to read peace upon you. Did they tell you?

Life after you will be long hours and days of suffering. They would be lying if they told you

Without you I'll be fine

Whoever loves the soul will never find a similar one to it for the soul is an imprint that cannot be repeated. And whoever loves the face has forty similar ones and perhaps more beautiful so cling to the love of souls for they have no alternative

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part III: Poetic Pillars – Monads: The Harp ***
[ XIX ]
*** Tides ***



“Tides
Of life
Come and go; –
All
Through slides,
Friend or foe,
- For
Each, guides,
Fast, or slow; –

*** Root ***

Tides
In strife,
Rhythm and flow; –
- Time
To grow,
Not take sides,
- High
Or low,
Fields in rife; –

*** Root ***

Tides,
- Thus, change,
Roll or row; –
Stretch
To wides,
So and so, –
In
A sketch,
Shores to plough – ”





©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)