Real Talk? Poetry was and always will be the lamb that made a lion out of me. It was my first love, and then one day, I decided it was time to move on. But, thanks to my iPod being stolen (and because I can’t use my phone) I have taken to reading on my commute to work. After I finished the 4th installment of Game of Thrones (!!!!) I picked up one of the poetry books I brought with me and have been reminded of just how in love I am with poetry.
So in honor of this I want to share with you one of my all time favorites, by one of my absolute favorite poets/writers… Enjoy
One Last Poem for Richard
by Sandra Cisneros
December 24th and we’re through again.
This time for good I know because I didn’t
throw you out — and anyway we waved.
No shoes. No angry doors.
We folded clothes and went
our separate ways.
You left behind that flannel shirt
of yours I liked but remembered to take
your toothbrush. Where are you tonight?
Richard, it’s Christmas Eve again
and old ghosts come back home.
I’m sitting by the Christmas tree
wondering where did we go wrong.
Okay, we didn’t work, and all
memories to tell you the truth aren’t good.
But sometimes there were good times.
Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep
beside me and never dreamed afraid.
There should be stars for great wars
like ours. There ought to be awards
and plenty of champagne for the survivors.
After all the years of degradations,
the several holidays of failure,
there should be something
to commemorate the pain.
Someday we’ll forget that great Brazil disaster.
Till then, Richard, I wish you well.
I wish you love affairs and plenty of hot water,
and women kinder than I treated you.
I forget the reason, but I loved you once,
remember?
Maybe in this season, drunk
and sentimental, I’m willing to admit
a part of me, crazed and kamikaze,
ripe for anarchy, loves still.
ThisThatAllOfTheAbove 
Wow. This poem makes my heart ache for her.
I loved this part: “There should be stars for great wars like ours. ”
What a beautiful poem. You’ve inspired me to research Sandra Cisneros and read more from her. Thanks for sharing.
That is one of my favorite lines in this as well – that and the stanza before it. Her writing is so…brave. I wish I had the courage to write as honestly as she does. “Love you like a Mexican” Is another favorite of mine. 🙂
Lovely.
🙂 I am glad you enjoyed it!
I really enjoy your blogs Sonja, especially this one. I don’t know you well, but they always seem perfect for the wavelength I’m on, clear over here in CO. Thank you : )