happy love poem

It’s a beautiful day.  Here’s one of my favorite poems.  (We read it at my wedding!)


From Blossoms
  From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the boy 
at the bend in the road where we turned toward 
signs painted Peaches.


From laden boughs, from hands, 
from sweet fellowship in the bins, 
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, 
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.

O, to take what we love inside, 
to carry within us an orchard, to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into 
the round jubilance of peach.

There are days we live 
as if death were nowhere
in the background; from joy 
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to 
impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom. 


Li-Young Lee


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5 responses to “happy love poem

  1. detes

    One of my favorites, too.

  2. SIGH.

    Am bookmarking this, because, yes, BEAUTIFUL.

  3. epa

    oh i love this poem. today is one of those days.

  4. Shelley Stein

    My wedding too!

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