Dean Young's poem, also posted here on my blog, is an incredible poem about love/sex/romance/desire/yearning . . . in other words, passion. Yet none of these words are in his poem.
Look at the words that are in his poem; sure, a few of them are words you might find in a typical love poem (eyes, song, burning, touch) but most of them are not words we associate with love/love poems.
And that is part of what makes his poem so marvelous. The poem also builds up in both speed and tension as it go...
Published on September 04, 2022 04:41