beautiful little poem

it reminded me of all those tiny “moments” we have with other people…not necessarily romantic or sexual….just those strange bits of intense connection with another soul at the most unexpected moments. I’m not sure what the “cool” or academically in vogue view is on Carl Sandburg’s works, but I love his simple, nuanced verses. They’re very accessible, but also stand up to in depth exploration.

130. A Dream Girl
 

 
YOU will come one day in a waver of love,
Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,
The tan of the sun will be on your skin,
The purr of the breeze in your murmuring speech,
You will pose with a hill-flower grace. 5
 
You will come, with your slim, expressive arms,
A poise of the head no sculptor has caught
And nuances spoken with shoulder and neck,
Your face in a pass-and-repass of moods
As many as skies in delicate change 10
Of cloud and blue and flimmering sun.
 
Yet,
You may not come, O girl of a dream,
We may but pass as the world goes by
And take from a look of eyes into eyes, 15
A film of hope and a memoried day.
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