First Kiss For K. W. Comments

thanks for directing me to this one, daniel. no need to ask why you remember this one. sweet. lovely... it fascinates me what we remember—the few things that stick out among so many. my poem, a college memory expresses this. and island chain (maybe you've read it) refers to the prominent memories (like islands) in my four decades plus with my wife. -glen

Wonderful poem! and I like the description - it is full of seriousness, tenderness, delight! Not long ago I reread a few first pages from Lolita Nabokov's - it was also about the first kiss - but it was full of some joke or humor or dirt - I don't know but smth unpleasant to me. And parents also called them away. but your poem - is positive and better than Nabokov's.

This is such a touching and descriptive tribute to a first kiss. I love how you combined Fireflies and First Kisses, an aptly paired grouping for youth! This is the second time, I have read about sumac in your poetry...even though I live in MN too, I was not aware of it, except as a spice used for cooking. The fruit is a beautiful bright red, and it is a bush that grows everywhere.? What I like about this poem, is the choice of memory...first kiss/first love...very relatable. Secondly, they way in which the story is told, from the perspective of the young man, vs. the old man remembering...or at least the memory has a very youthful quality to it. Third, I like how you conveyed the awkwardness of the young man and the bossiness of the young woman in the first stanza...this reminded me of my own observations of preschool aged boys and girls playing together...guess the girls are still bossing the boys in adolescence! Finally, you did a beautiful job of weaving in imagery of summer. Is this poem told before Daniel split into 3? ;) This was a very pretty poem. Well done!

Oh! This is so lovely and sweet! No wonder why everything is depicted with such clarity and accuracy; the innocence of youth, the first love, the first kiss - remain unaltered in ones memory. And the last line confirmes that. This is the best time of year - Summer; to read a poem like this one, remembering lost loves, lost summer loves. A delightful poem!

Well Daniel this is a beautiful story of first love and innocence.Really enjoyable read love it