How I Have Loved Thee
by Phoebe Anthus
How I have loved thee,
how the world unwound,
when your voice, lay we
in the silent ground,
hanging—
like a dependent clause.
So do I leave thee,
sacred in the light which was,
you shall pass on
towards what is yet to be.
Phoebe Anthus is a stubborn artist with her head not so far into the clouds that she cannot notice the solid, sensible things as well.
Photography by Kenneth Godoy
Every now and then a poem grabs me through some undefinable combination of meaning and music. This was one of those!