A Love Poem

In my final semester at Whitworth, my friend and fellow poetry-phile Dani joined me at Poetry and Pie, an event as fantastic as it sounds. Students and faculty gather around the fireplace in the campus coffee shop with pie in their laps and poetry in their ears.

One of the speakers was the poet Cathy Bobb, who is also the wife of one of my former English professors, Vic Bobb.

The first line of her poem had me hooked. After the line about the maps, I was in tears.

The poem is reprinted here with the author’s permission.

 

Husband – by Cathy Bobb

When I first lost my mind,

you could have left too.

It never occurred to you.

When the medicine took me

away in milligrams,

you sheltered me.

I came back in inches over years

while the life you were planning

you lost in miles.

You gracefully relinquished it.

You cherished, honored and cheered me.

You never faltered,

and although you drew maps for me,

you never said I was lost.

 

You welcomed me with

your eyes, words,

body, heart;

you even love

the ghost I sometimes am

and have not grown bitter

waiting for the dead

to rise again.

 

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About Andrea Nicole

NZ enthusiast in the PNW. Internationally published writer, educator, grammar nerd, genealogist, and all-around storyteller. Recovering homebody. @Whitworth and @WGU alumna. #edchat
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