Oh Sarah, this was so beautiful and romantic in the best way. I have tears in my eyes. Your essay reminds me of John Berryman’s Sonnet 23, which my husband recited to me on one of our first dates:
They may, because I would not cloy your ear -
If ever these songs by other ears are heard -
With 'love'; suppose I loved you not, but blurred
Lust with strange images, warm, not quite sincere,
Star Trek Log 8 is great by the way. So many weird aliens crammed into so few pages! I'm not even to the vacuum-dwelling electromagnetic aliens, I'm just at the part with the silicon-based life forms. Delightful.
Your words are a feast. Thank you for cooking them.
Also, your feelings about The Notebook basically mirror mine, right down to: "why does this become a bad Hallmark movie every time we cut to the olds?" and "just make the whole film McAdams and Gosling please. Their acting and chemistry elevate the script fivefold."
p.s. Sarah, at least for me there's no Posts tab on your profile, there's no way for someone to know you posted this or to click to it from your profile page. It's just got Activity, Likes & Replies, and Reads.
Thank you for reading! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
And thanks as well for the heads up! I have no idea why that is. Some holdover glitch from having had a blog longer than Notes has existed, maybe. I'll troubleshoot.
Oh Sarah, this was so beautiful and romantic in the best way. I have tears in my eyes. Your essay reminds me of John Berryman’s Sonnet 23, which my husband recited to me on one of our first dates:
They may, because I would not cloy your ear -
If ever these songs by other ears are heard -
With 'love'; suppose I loved you not, but blurred
Lust with strange images, warm, not quite sincere,
To switch a bedroom black. O mutineer
Wth me against these empty captains! gird
Your scorn again above all at this word
Pompous and vague on the stump of his career.
Also I fox 'heart', striking a modern breast
Hollow as a drum, and 'beauty' I taboo;
I want a verse fresh as a bubble breaks,
As little false . . . Blood of my sweet unrest
Runs all the same - I am in love with you -
Trapped in my rib-cage something throes and aches
Wow. Thank you so much for this beautiful poem! I would like to memorize this one.
Pretty strong, Matt. Pretty strong....
Yeah that's one hell of a choice for an early date.
I know! I was like, Dang!
But clearly it worked 😎
This was gorgeous, Sarah. Thank you for sharing such beautiful and intimate moments in your life with us.
Susan Sontag would be so jealous.
Beautiful. Thanks. It's 9 days too early to wish you (plural) a happy anniversary, but it sounds like you're already having one!
Thank you!! Not too early!
Star Trek Log 8 is great by the way. So many weird aliens crammed into so few pages! I'm not even to the vacuum-dwelling electromagnetic aliens, I'm just at the part with the silicon-based life forms. Delightful.
Your words are a feast. Thank you for cooking them.
Also, your feelings about The Notebook basically mirror mine, right down to: "why does this become a bad Hallmark movie every time we cut to the olds?" and "just make the whole film McAdams and Gosling please. Their acting and chemistry elevate the script fivefold."
You're SO RIGHT.
Beautiful! This reader would love also to hear the story of the first secret teen love affair.
This was such a great read. Thanks for writing.
Written better than Sparks, but evokes just as much feeling. Beautiful.
This is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.
Oh this was so beautiful and true and genuine!
p.s. Sarah, at least for me there's no Posts tab on your profile, there's no way for someone to know you posted this or to click to it from your profile page. It's just got Activity, Likes & Replies, and Reads.
Thank you for reading! I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
And thanks as well for the heads up! I have no idea why that is. Some holdover glitch from having had a blog longer than Notes has existed, maybe. I'll troubleshoot.