Only Lovers Cannot See Ahead
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
All kinds of lovers? Do we mean the sort
Who love because of hot testosterone?
Then maybe that is true. Such hormones thwart.
The kind of passion that a young Carone
Might detonate inside a man, that love
Will not have vision like a Kepler lens.
That kind of pulsing love is not above
Short-sightedness and cataracts. It’s men’s.
But then Jehovah (LOVE) can see ahead.
He sees the end from the beginning. He
(Those Three) would see why Jesus sobbed and bled
Before it happened. They could see, see, see.
..Or can they? If the pangs of Hell assail
….Forever, surely Love would want a veil.
