The Late Romantic – A Valentine’s Day poem

The Late Romantic

Take your lover out to dinner, my friend,
ignore your back’s protestation
at the meagre support strange chairs supply.
Don’t squint at the fashionable chefs
who fashion food into defiant shapes.
Make peace that you never learned how to dance
for the weddings over generations;
how evenings are a dicey transition —
and have been for years, in all honesty.

Remember: occasional treats will matter
to the one who is left behind.
It is a lonely, unscrupulous world
that proffers roses on Valentine’s Day
at an audacious ten dollars a stem.

Karen Andrews

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Karen Andrews is the creator of Karen Andrews. This is one of the most established and well-respected parenting blogs in the country and is a two-time finalist in the Best Australian Blogs competition. She is also an author, award-winning writer, poet, editor and publisher at Miscellaneous Press. Is an exercise junkie (when she finds the time).

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  1. says

    Oh I do like this. Especially “It is a lonely, unscrupulous world / that proffers roses on Valentine’s Day /at an audacious ten dollars a stem.”

    The poem reminds me somewhat of the Mumford & Sons song Winter Winds, which has the slightly depressing yet effective stanza “We’ll be washed and buried some day, my girl / And the time we were given will be left for the world / The flesh that lived and loved will be eaten by clay / So let the memories be good for those who stay…” It seems to capture some of the same sentiment and energy.
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  2. John ( aka @erlichcartman) says

    My eye is caught by the line.. “Remember: occasional treats will matter to the one who is left behind”
    And the – romance – and sentiment of this Day, how it is celebrated and understood now, is nothing if not ironic to the facts of its genesis. I mean the guy ‘Valentinus’, was put to death!! his farewell note to his intended, surviving to this very day! (figuratively)
    This Day and its sentiment so apropos to my life – being the one left behind.

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