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Poem of the Day


January 15, 2008


    Catherine in the tree

Sonnets from the Portuguese XXIX.

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning



I think of thee!---my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down,---burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee---I am too near thee


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mini     1/17/2008 1:55:40 AM
To me the most poignant point of this poem is the final line, "I do not think of thee---I am to near thee."

Amber     1/16/2008 8:33:51 AM
I had never read this one before. It's beautiful! I love it!

Nancy     1/15/2008 12:38:38 PM
Are people really this talented?! Can words actually draw masterpieces such as Sonnets from the Portuguese XXIX?? I suppose it must be so for love thus passionately described exists, does it not, between our Vincent and Catherine...and maybe, should we be blessed, in the lives of some fortunate among us.

daria     1/15/2008 12:39:37 AM
how lovely...

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