Words, Wide Night

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.

This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you

and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.

by Carol Ann Duffy

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A wonderful piece of poetry alison
This poem is such an amazing piece! So compelling, I kept reading it over and over and every time I read it, I felt priviledged and inspired to more meanings. You write so well, such a unique individual style.It read so fluid, yet inconsistent all at the same time
Alison, Thank you for this exquisite poem! As a mother, a poet, and caregiver, I identified with it so much, and have been craving a reminder of the value of my kinds of work. You write beautifully, with that sense of not one word being too much or out of place. The effect SEEMS effortless, like music well-played!