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THE LIFELESS LIGHT OF LOVE
Suzanne Delaney
(About Poetry Forum)
I have read Auden and I have lived his words
I have lain my human head
sleepless on your faithless arm
In honour of romance, or
to affirm dimensions
of myself, I have
lost consciousness
in the scent of roses
If I appear to have preserved
a certain goodness
I have deferred my true self
to duty.
I grasp at one true thing
that nature admits to cruelty
but does not hide its
beauty
for this failing
Crafting perfect flowers
from paper, I decorate
them with plastic, life-like
butterflies
With wings that will never flutter,
nor will they wither
Yes! Jupiter has moons
that number seventeen and
I will speak of anything
but love.
Judge Wayne Millers comment: Perhaps Im a sucker for poems that interestingly evince some sort of emotional evasion; in additional to the winners, I find myself drawn to The Lifeless Light of Love. Here, a discussion of Auden rolls into a tentative mode of self-praising, as if the speaker is looking for something in his/her romantic life to latch onto as good (I have / lost consciousness / in the scent of roses, I have deferred my true self / to duty). Yet in each of these moments of affirmation, he/she also discovers a simultaneous self-negation for the sake of love; herein lies the problem (perhaps with love itself). Thus, the speaker arrives at small-scale craft making as a metaphor for the way he/she loves, which moves away from the direct inquiry of the previous stanzas. By the end, he/she will simply talk about anything -- here, Jupiter -- to not have to talk about love. Though I dont love the title, and the opening moves feel a bit less compelling to me than the end, Im very interested in the way this poem essentially reverses itself, and in the process reveals something of the tangled relationship between love and ego.

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