I usually think I hold myself together pretty well in those situations, but when I look back on my email correspondence last week I cringe. At one point, I had to retract an
|My poetry book is a little|
battered around the edges. That just
means it was well loved, right?
But, on the upside, that email reminded me of a poem I enjoy, but haven't read for a long long time.
When I was a teenager, my aunt gave me a book of poetry, Library of World Poetry: Complete and Unabridged, edited by William Cullen Bryant. I spend hours reading the poems, particularly those in the "Poems of Affection" section.
The following poem from that section always made me smile (and it still does):
Coventry Patmore (1823-1896)
"I SAW him kiss your cheek!" - " 'T is true."
"O Modesty!" - " 'T was strictly kept:
He thought me asleep; at least, I knew
He thought I thought he thought I slept."
Isn't it charming? And doesn't it say so much of the era within which it was written?