3.8.12

The Last Of The Breed



  And when the door opened
  It only revealed an empty room.
  A public house :
  I was to understand and wait.
  Instead I left a note hanging on her door :
  “I came to die in your arms.

  — Karam Monoranjan (Lovers and Strangers, 1979)

10 comments:

Alexandra said...

"I came to die in your arms."
Ahh, lovely.

benzy said...

Thank you. They are lines from one of my Dad's old poems -

Anonymous said...

wait, have you stopped sending me his poems?

Alexandra said...

Makes it even more beautiful.

benzy said...

@Awfully That was it. I sent you everything. )

benzy said...

@Alexandra Thank You. The book in the picture (above) is the last surviving copy of his 1979 anthology.

Alexandra said...

Oh, that is exquisite.

benzy said...

I have it with me. Finders keepers. Haha )

kerry lillian said...

this resonates too well and that scares me.

benzy said...

Love itself is scary.
To be in love is to be scared, every moment of everyday.
And thats the beauty of it.