Sunday, January 10, 2010

St. Adrian of Canterbury (January 9th)

You are on a train

somewhere out of reach.

There is a point in which

love is not an option.

It is either when the house

collides with the street

or the sirens stop howling

for good.

I miss the warmth of

lying next to someone

whose heart I have broken,

whose neck I have kissed

more than once or twice.

Is this what you call

a beautiful letter?

This is surely a

lighter branch

of literature that is

bound to break

under my weight.


This poem was inspired by the idea of belles lettres which were taught, amongst other academic subjects, by Adrian and Theodore of Tarsus, known for his reform of the English church and establishment of a well-known and highly praised school in Canterbury.

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