our words returned to me
as friends unseen for years
appear, and all is as it was
before they went away.
That's how it is tonight,
and I can almost hear
the songs we used to sing.
The back and forth refrain
still echoes through my heart.
How happily this wound is born!
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Thy head, thy sovereign, one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance commits his body
To painful labor both by sea and land,
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
Whilst thou liest warm at home, secure and safe,
And craves no other tribute at thy hands
But love, fair looks, and true obedience-
Too little payment for so great a debt."
--Kate in William Shakespeare's The Taming of the Shrew
Posted by Kindred Spirit at 1:28 AM