You were the first on whom I saw the glory rest;
That shining in your smile, the kindness of your acts—
These made me long to see a kingdom at your feet.
And so I wrote, and drew my maps; thus, but for you,
My grade-school dreams had passed into obscurity,
Which now I, half-unwilling, find to be my calling.
This is addressed to the young woman—a dear friend before we drifted apart—on whom my character Josephine was based. I was reminded of her, and inspired to write a poem, by a dream last week in which (in very small part) we met by chance … a dream which I have also turned into another poem, which will run in this space next week. This is in iambic hexameter, rather than my usual blank verse, because when about three of the first four lines came naturally in this meter and it would have taken significant effort to make them even start to fit neatly into lines a foot shorter, I said, “Hexameter it is!” and went with it.
As always, I earnestly welcome your (further) comments, suggestions, questions, critique, or other feedback about this or any other part of my work. (In other words, if you liked this poem, or you didn’t like it, or it made you think of something, or … please leave a comment to let me know.) If you liked this, you can follow this blog, which includes one of my poems every Friday, or read other poems I’ve written here on my blog (perhaps starting with those linked from one of the “archive ” installments, since the full archive is by now, at well over a hundred poems, somewhat daunting); I’d especially like to know, as part of my preparations for a collection, which poems you think are my best. You may also share this poem with others, subject to my sharing policy.
This poem is also mirrored on my wiki.
- “When last we met” (shinecycle.wordpress.com)