We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)
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6.6.24

Evaluation

'How many carats should I weigh this love?'


This love

can’t walk on water

won’t fit your finger

doesn’t melt pain

 

promises nothing

rescues no-one.

 

This love

sees with the heart

walks through walls

gives the invisible

 

a dream that grows

real roses.



From my recent chapbook, Letters to a Dead Man,* released 

2023. (This piece first written 1982.)  


For Friday Writings #130 at Poets and Storytellers United, 

Magaly invites us to be inspired by a quotation from a book 

we've just read. I just read the delightful The Lost Bookshop 

by EvieWoods, in which one character tells another that a 

certain inscription in French 'means that one sees clearly only 

with the heart.' He then notes that it is a quotation from 

Antoine de Saint-Exupery – which is where I first came across 

it, in the book The Little Prince, translated as: 'It is only with 

the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible 

to the eye' (the original source of my allusion in this poem – 

which, obviously, was not written for the present prompt, but 

fits it serendipitously). 





*Letters to a Dead Man is obtainable via my website 

www.nissen-wade.com