Sunday, February 17, 2008

"The Kiss:" A poem about Connecting, Communicating...

I love this poem by Stephen Dunn.

As I know what it is to fall in love with someone's mind, with the way that thoughts flow, and energy, chemistry pervades from his firing synapses to my own.

Yes. This is a kind of kissing, being kissed -- even across distances.
The air is electric and lips know tenderness, touch, in sweetly communicated ideas. Even when there is silence.

I invite you to read the poem, and contemplate your own mental/ physical/spiritual energy connecting with another's.

Kisses are good things.



Poem: "The Kiss" by Stephen Dunn from Everything Else in the World. © W.W. Norton & Company, 2008. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)

The Kiss

She pressed her lips to mind.
—a typo

How many years I must have yearned
for someone's lips against mind.
Pheromones, newly born, were floating
between us. There was hardly any air.

She kissed me again, reaching that place
that sends messages to toes and fingertips,
then all the way to something like home.
Some music was playing on its own.

Nothing like a woman who knows
to kiss the right thing at the right time,
then kisses the things she's missed.
How had I ever settled for less?

I was thinking this is intelligence,
this is the wisest tongue
since the Oracle got into a Greek's ear,
speaking sense. It's the Good,

defining itself. I was out of my mind.
She was in. we married as soon as we could.

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