Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
76: “A Thunderstorm in Town,” 1893, by
Thomas Hardy (1840–1928)
It doesn’t
really seem too fair
That this
guy writes so very well.
His novels,
poems—all his fare
So complicated (I can tell!).
I’m not sure
why I memorized
This brief
one, but these lines I say
(Like many
other words I’ve prized)
On almost
every single day.
The message
here? It’s dated some—
You shouldn’t
make a move like this!
In fact,
today? It’s more than dumb
To swoop in
for a stranger’s kiss.
But still he
captures, Hardy does,
Those
moments that we call “what-if?”
Those
moments we don’t act because
Each person
is a hieroglyph …
That we
can’t read.
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