Wednesday, November 19, 2014

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As the fog invades the prairie,
And the snow begins to fall,
I remember times so merry,
When we really had it all.
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Sandra Feldman
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Daniel Brick 27 November 2014

The third stanza of this poem will become a treasured illustration of romantic love at its very best. If the poem had ended there. some might object, and indeed the last stanza tells a different truth equally important. But I want to dwell in and for that third stanza, because so much literature is about the failure of love and coping with its failure. It is increasingly rare to find a simple pure statement of the truth of love and why we pursue it as the essence of our human happiness. You have done so in this poem.

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