On the day we met
we both smiled
the smiles of politeness,
a simple greeting.
Then through time
we learned to know more of
things we held in common:
we laughed together,
we cried together,
we shared our dreams.
We smiled warm smiles --
smiles of friendship.
I don't really know when
the change occurred,
nor even how it happened ...
but one day the smiles changed:
they became softer, sweeter,
and moved our hearts
upon their dawning --
the soft, sweet smiles of love.
Love smiles differently!
I had never considered smiles and how they are different until I read your poem 'Love Smiles Differently". (Except for maybe Mona Lisa's mysterious smile) and so I enjoyed this treat!
What a wonderful phrase, Dallas 'and moved our hearts upon their dawning' - no, we don't necessarily know how that happens, we just have to accept it, don't we? Congratulations, by the way, on having your poem 'Bush Park' accepted for publication - well deserved! And thanks also for your comment re the 'anecdotal poem' - I've only just found that. I'm pleased you like the term, I do too!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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Thank you for this fresh image of love.
Lin
Helena
Regis
Cynthia
Be always safe,
Karen