It’s been a bit folks, we’ve been busier than usual as of late, not shooting as many weddings as we should be to pay our damn bills, but trying to fix the underlying problems that probably caused the above truth. Turns out our entire Chasers of the Light website for our intimate weddings and destination elopements was very, very, very, out-of-date and just all around wrong for SEO and discoverability. I hate doing that kind of thing, but we spent a solid 10 days trying our best to fix it, and now begins the slow process of trying to show search engines we exist again. Blah.
All this to say, apologies for not bringing you more new poetry, it’s been a nightmare of admin type work that just doesn’t set my soul on fire. Poetry does though, it always has, and so I wanted to share with you a new one, never read by anyone else yet.
This poem is about that strange moment you recognize that something, in someone you care for, is absolutely magnetic to something else in you. You may have always known it, you may have recognized it ages back but just never really understood it until that singular second, but it comes, and it hits you like a brick.
For me, tenderness, grace, sweetness offered without expectation of its reciprocation, is such a thing. I don’t know anyone who gives out theirs more than my wife, and this poem is about that, about watching her tip herself like teapot, like slender spout, and the free flow of sweetness that follows. It’s not saccharine, it’s not processed, it’s not for her, it’s just because, and I am quite literally left with a mouthful of appreciation, and a weight of gratitude that I cannot quantify.
Here again, is a little poem about a great big thing that’s probably actually a very little thing when truly distilled down. Simple. Grace. Tenderness. Appreciation.
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