"The Magic of Love" by Sean Nelson; animation by Ashlie Dawn Gillis-Nelson.
© Please do not reproduce without artist's permission.
MY LOVE
by Charles Bane Jr.
My love, sweet,
dreams are where we
meet, but are they not
a finer place? What is
the sun? A common turn
of flaxen thread, scattering
wastes overhead that weather
conscious life. But at twilight,
love, the flooring's swept,
a loom removed in lowering
steps, and a hearth of sparks
is overturned. In transit hours
I know unfailing life. Did we not
walk in reverie an Eden of the
evening long? Did we not halt at an
airy cataract, and naked in rapture
press our lips below its spill?
Do I not love you well who
carries from his sleep an
odor of stars?
Charles Bane Jr. is the authour of The Chapbook (Curbside Splendor, 2011) and Love Poems (Aldrich Press, 2014). The Huffington Post described his work as "not only standing on the shoulders of giants, but shrinking them." A contributor to The Gutenberg Project, he is a current nominee for Poet Laureate of Florida.
