Myra here.
Thank you to dear Elisabeth of Unexpected Intersections for hosting this week.
This is another poem that spoke to me quite recently. I owe all these gorgeous poetry finds to a Facebook author friend, Anuradha Kumar.
I had no idea what the title of this poem meant, so I googled it and found this definition via Wikipedia:
An aubade is a morning love song (as opposed to a serenade, intended for performance in the evening), or a song or poem about lovers separating at dawn. It has also been defined as “a song or instrumental composition concerning, accompanying, or evoking daybreak”. In the strictest sense of the term, an aubade is a song sung by a departing lover to a sleeping woman.Â
That definition alone is poetry. This is also the first poem I read of Maria Hummel, and I am drawn to its quiet, the convoluted pathways of the images, its growing expansiveness, and how it all comes right home at the poem’s end, with the wistful sigh of old lovers and the years falling like raindrops over the home that was built together by hand and hope.
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Stunning! I want to keep reading and re-reading… and “perched” jumped out at me because that was the word prompt from my poetry group this week (and that I wrote for my very first #poetryfriday contribution). Thanks!
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Wonderful. Glad to hear this.
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Thanks for sharing this lovely aubade. Maria Hummel is new to me so it was a treat!
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Hello, dear Jama! Love the definition of “aubade.”
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Maria Hummel is a new author for me, too. Thank you for the introduction!
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I will definitely try to find her other poems.
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Beautiful…and heartbreaking, as time marches me toward the reality that “one of us / must go first.”
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Right? Those lines. Heartbreaking.
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Oh my heavens, what — what a–what a quietly, wildly full poem. Thank you, Myra.
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You did leave a reply, dear Heidi! 🙂
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It is so full of love, Myra, feels as if it did not leave out any part, the ones to remember and the ones to cry over. Thank you for sharing so much today!
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Such a rich life together. The greater the love, the more profound the grief.
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Oh that poem is so lovely and poignant, and speaks to me on so many levels. Thank you for sharing this Myra and for joining the Poetry Friday party this week.
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I am glad that you liked it.
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Myra, I was so taken by this find of yours that I copied the photo into my monthly doc and then forgot to come back and comment! I feel like I might save this in case–I don’t wish it–I have to read something at my spouse’s funeral. It is so dear and minute and desperate. Thank you!
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I read this aloud to my husband and choked on the last few lines.
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