From his Poetry Friday picks and pairings* to his general stupendousness (pick a post, any post -- well, any post except this one), Atticus is the best thing about me.
So I was immediately smitten with this poem, You and I, by Jonathan Potter.
It begins
You are a warm front
that moved in from the north,
that moved in from the north,
and then it winds through several other marvelous metaphors and ends:
And I am the discoverer of you.
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The Poetry Friday round up is at Random Noodling.
*If you follow only one of those links, choose this one and then follow the link to see the poem paired with a painting. I may not possess the general stupendousness of Atticus, but I do get to lay claim to it. Thank you, Jonathan Potter.
5 comments:
I like the poem. How about "You and I" by Stevie Wonder? or "And You and I" by Yes?
Love those metaphors. Reminds me of the Billy Collins poem that starts "You are the bread and the knife..."
Yes to Stevie Wonder; no to Yes. :)
Love that one, too, Mary Lee.
Stevie, cool! But no Yes? :-( Isn't that a contradiction? Can I at least get some Atticus support here? ;-)
I'm sorry, Father! Atticus says no to Yes, too. :)
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