Love Makes

Love makes bitter things sweet.
Love turns copper to gold.
With love dregs settle into clarity.
With love suffering ceases.
Love brings the dead back to life.
Love transforms the King into a slave.
Love is the consummation of Gnosis.
How could a fool sit on such a throne?

by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Comments (3)

I am reading a book on Rosetti, and he is really ahead of the times with this Poem. This was written in Victorian England, heaven is a place for reunited lovers, and the Young girl is simultaneously pure and desiring at a prudish time when the two were seen as opposites. There were many other ways in which this poem challenged contradictory orthodoxy views of the day. Pretty good, given that it was, I believe, his first poem. He's certainly no Poe, but I admire his courage to fearlessly state that sexual desires can coexist with sexual purity in Victorian England.
Rossetti admired Poe's 'The Raven' and wrote this poem as a counterpart to it, from the viewpoint of the dead woman, sad though in heaven, because she is separated from her lover. Although she dreams of what it will be like when they are reunited, the poem suggests, alas, that he is unlikely ever to join her in heaven.
excellent word-painting