Monday, 1 October 2012

October 1st

Silas Marner

When I begin to love
I cannot stop
From keeping that seed
Nourished and alive
In spite of myself
For I am fickle
And desperately unworthy
But still
The kernel bursts within me
And my affections change
You are to blame
For a tenderness like shame
That curdles my face
Into smiles and laughter

1 comment:

  1. That was extremely evocative. I really like the resistance in the lines "For a tenderness like shame that curdles my face." No problem seeing or feeling that!