Tuesday Teatime: Poetry Confusion Time
Since we REALLY want the Brown Betty teapot, we went all out on Poetry Teatime. We had a theme — hat night (it is always so hard to find just the right time to wear a tiara), candles, homemade Christmas cookies, and poetry. Asherel read me the following poem by Robert Creeley:
For Love– I would
split open your head and put
a candle in
behind the eyes.
Love is dead in us
if we forget
the virtues of an amulet
and quick surprise.
I am normally good at this, but Julie, quite frankly , we have NO IDEA what this poem means. Do you? Does anyone? Please help.
A Brave and Confused Writer
