It’s the third Thursday of (inter)National Poetry Month and we have yet to indulge ourselves in a Thursday Love Poem. Well, we are overdue, aren’t we? We started this occasional feature back in October with the poem which serves as its flagship piece, “Thursday,” by Edna St. Vincent Millay. If you want to get an idea of what a Thursday Love Poem is here on the Dad Poet, just remember the example Vincent set.
THURSDAY
AND if I loved you Wednesday,
Well, what is that to you?
I do not love you Thursday–
So much is true.And why you come complaining
Is more than I can see.
I loved you Wednesday,–yes–but what
Is that to me?
The Thursday Love Poem is often not a love poem at all, and when it is it’s certainly not a Valentine’s greeting card verse. Tonight we have a piece written by Tom Vaughn that fits the bill, called “Proposal.” It is performed here by Actor Samuel West. I don’t know the name of the actress, but I’d like to find out. What she does with her eyes in this one minute sketch is award material. I’ll have to do some research to find where this came from.
As usual you will find the poem printed below the video. For a bit more fun, be sure to click on the link in the poet’s name above. I think you’ll enjoy reading his bio, not to mention other poems.
Don’t forget the Related Articles at the bottom of this post! Mine are never auto-generated; I always hand-pick them in order to give you the most bang for your Dad Poet Bucks. This time you’ll find links to three other Thursday Poems you might have missed.
UPDATE: Video will not display. If I can find a working link to it, I’ll come back and share it here in the future. Meanwhile, read this poem out loud in Samuel West’s tone of voice. It’s still fun.
Proposal
by Tom Vaughan
Let’s fall in love —
In our mid-thirties
It’s not only
Where the hurt is.
I won’t get smashed up
Should you go
Away for weekends —
We both know
No two people
Can be completely
All-sufficient.
But twice weekly
We’ll dine together
Split the bill,
Admire each other’s
Wit. We will
Be splendid lovers,
Slow, well-trained,
Tactful, gracefully
Unrestrained.
You’ll keep your flat
And I’ll keep mine —
Our bank accounts
Shall not entwine.
We’ll make the whole thing
Hard and bright.
We’ll call it love —
We may be right.
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