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	<title>Squidge Magazine &#187; love poems</title>
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		<title>Why romantic poetry kicks ass</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jul 2009 19:35:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Teaspoon</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Art & Culture]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Adrian Mitchell]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[e.e cummings]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[literature]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love poems]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Vicki Feaver]]></category>

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<p>Now any one that knows me will know that I am not a romantic. Not your flowers and chocolates romantic in any case. But there is something about love poems, that gets me right there. I think they are amazing; the level of emotion that they can convey leaves me in awe. I saw the image at the bottom on <a href="http://ffffound.com/image/2d8edb2e7c07cbb19d41301a5b9b7cfda656e0d3">fffffound</a> and it reminded me how much I love this sentimental bullshit.</p>
<p>There are a few poems that absolutely do it for me, essentially because they aren’t sentimental. Rather they make you believe in humanity again, that make you feel less nihilistic. And being that I now have a platform from which to shout  from, I thought I would share some of my favourite poems with you.  Apart from these I am a sucker for the ‘Roger was a  Razorfish’ poems but that’s for another day.</p>
<p><strong>I CARRY YOUR HEART WITH ME</strong></p>
<p><em>i carry your heart with me (i carry it in<br />
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere<br />
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done<br />
by only me is your doing,my darling)<br />
i fear<br />
no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want<br />
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)<br />
and it&#8217;s you are whatever a moon has always meant<br />
and whatever a sun will always sing is you</em></p>
<p><em>here is the deepest secret nobody knows<br />
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud<br />
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows<br />
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)<br />
and this is the wonder that&#8217;s keeping the stars apart</em></p>
<p><em>i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)</em></p>
<p>e.e. cummings</p>
<p><strong>LOVE POEM</strong><br />
<em><br />
Sharing one umbrella<br />
We have to hold each other<br />
Round the waist to keep together.<br />
You ask me why I&#8217;m smiling -<br />
It&#8217;s because I&#8217;m thinking<br />
I want it to rain for ever.</em></p>
<p>Vicki Feaver</p>
<p><strong>CELIA, CELIA</strong></p>
<p><em>When I am sad and weary<br />
When I think all hope has gone<br />
When I walk along High Holborn<br />
I think of you with nothing on.</em></p>
<p>Adrian Mitchell</p>
<p>And if anyone read those and didn’t feel even remotely goey inside, I am sorry to tell you, but you are clearly a robot.</p>
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