The Love Poems by John Donne
Donne was a man who knew all the many faces of love-- physical passion, jealousy, rapture, grief and parting-- and possessed the genius to distill his experiences into poetry. The potency of his writing has lost none of its effect; Donnes love poetry taps the reservoir of feelings and emotions common to all human beings.
Before Donne was ordained as a priest in 1615, he wrote sonnets (such as The Dream and The Ecstasy), elegies (such as To His Mistress Going to Bed and Loves Progress), and wedding songs (St. Valentines Day and Epithalamion), all of which glitter with an eroticism that truly marries body and soul.
Charles Fowkes, author of a critically acclaimed biography of Rembrandt and several anthologies of short stories, has gathered those poems in which Donne is most passionate and most lyrical. The result is this lovely volume- the perfect gift for every beloved, a book of poems to press flowers in and to keep by the heart.
The Love Poems
I love this poem Especially the idea of distance as expansion, rather than separation: Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion. Like gold to airy thinness beat. So nice to see the poem in its entirety, and to celebrate your own enduring love, Glynn! I remember being a young, enthusiastic, idealistic, naive believer in college, and reading the John Donne poem "Batter my heart, three person'd God" for class. I felt conflicted at the idea of using this word with its sexual connotations toward God. This is such a touching post, Glynn.
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Discover ideas about John Donne Poems. Read John Donne's poem Celebrate love with "Marriage Morning" by Lord Alfred Tennyson on your wedding day.
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This day more cheerfully than ever shine ; This day, which might enflame thyself, old Valentine. Be thou a new star, that to us portends Ends of much wonder ; and be thou those ends. Since thou dost this day in new glory shine, May all men date records from this day, Valentine. Stays he new light from these to get? And finding here such stars, is loth to set? And why do you two walk, So slowly paced in this procession? Is all your care but to be look'd upon, And be to others spectacle, and talk?