Falling Madly In Love with Arthur Symons!

Did you know April is National Poetry Month? Well, what better way to celebrate this awesome event by going out and searching  for a poet to simply fall madly in love with! I’m giddy with spring fever and in love with Arthur!!

Ohh, let me tell you how I met poetry man,  Arthur Symons! It was one fine night in April, exactly at midnight…

-photo source: Wikimedia Common

april midnight by arthur symons

Side by side through the streets at midnight,
Roaming together,
Through the tumultuous night of London,
In the miraculous April weather.
Roaming together under the gaslight,
Day’s work over,
How the Spring calls to us, here in the city,
Calls to the heart from the heart of a lover!
Cool to the wind blows, fresh in our faces,
Cleansing, entrancing,
After the heat and the fumes and the footlights,
Where you dance and I watch your dancing.
Good it is to be here together,
Good to be roaming,
Even in London, even at midnight,
Lover-like in a lover’s gloaming.
You the dancer and I the dreamer,
Children together,
Wandering lost in the night of London,
In the miraculous April weather.

Find out more about Arthur by clicking this photo. . . he is simply a smashing poet! -photo source: Wikimedia common

And there dear readers is my *blushing* lover poetry man and I hope you find a poet to fall head-over-heels over, so you may uncover

 your childhood imagination and dance the night away!

With love,

Sunshine xoxo

What poet(s) have you simply fallen in love with?

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8 thoughts on “Falling Madly In Love with Arthur Symons!

  1. thesweetkitten says:

    My favorite is this one from Elizabeth Barrett Browning:
    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
    I love thee to the level of everyday’s
    Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
    I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
    I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
    I love thee with a passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
    I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
    I shall but love thee better after death.

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    • Sunshine says:

      That’s it! Sweet Kitten, how I LOVE this poem too!! THANK YOU for posting it! Intoxicating words put together by no other than the master poetress Elizabeth B. Browning…
      “I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all life!”

      ~Have a lovely day Sweet Kitten!~ xoxo

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    • Sunshine says:

      You are wonderful Caddo! I appreciate your every visit and conversation my friend. I’ll be over to get some Caddo energy, hopefully in a bit…:) See ya! 🙂

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  2. angelswhisper2011 says:

    Beautiful poem, and very handsome man. I still remember a poem of high school of Herman Gorter, he is Dutch, about the euphoria of love. This was so impressive that I never forgot. Have a poetic day, Sunshine 😉

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    • Sunshine says:

      Poems are wonderful to read and extra bonus if the poets are eye candy to boot! Hehe… sometime this week, perhaps it’s on the 26th of April, folks will be celebrating pocket poetry. Something like that. Anyway, on that day, you carry poems in your pocket to share with the folks you encounter during that day. Neat idea, eh?
      Thanks Angelswhisper for the chit-chat . . . 🙂 xoxo

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