This past week, in grad school, we studied post-structuralist thinking, particularly Derrida. This stuff is not for the faint of heart (or the very sleepy), but I found it interesting. For our final paper we are supposed to analyze one of two novels according to one of the theories covered in class. I plan to analyze Henry James’ The Turn of the Screw from the perspective of Narratology and Feminism. (Also not for the faint of heart, but I’m already knee-deep in it).
The following poem was written back when my relationship was basically good. Now that it’s over, at least I still got a poem out of it. Enjoy! And best of luck with all of your adventures in love…
Love’s Bumpy Road
Our meeting had an air of destiny.
The winds of love obscured the coming pain.
The gales brought Faith, that foe of scrutiny,
And fertilized a broken heart’s new gain.
We both felt New, a life both free and bound.
Monsoons of pleasure, hiding things to come
Brought forth a closeness, words without a sound.
Surprised us both – the One that we’d become.
Then jealous Ego turned his spiteful eye
Upon the lovely garden we had made.
A blizzard fierce and frosty broke the sky,
And loosed its barren vengeance as I prayed.
But sunny Wisdom shone a stronger Truth,
Revealed to us our love’s eternal Youth.