Thursday, February 14, 2008

And one more for Valentine's Day

"I Love You Sweatheart"
by Thomas Lux

A man risked his life to write the words.
A man hung upside down (an idiot friend
holding his legs?) with spray paint
to write the words on a girder fifty feet above
a highway. And his beloved,
the next morning driving to work...?
His words are not (meant to be) so unique.
Does she recognize his handwriting?
Did he hint to her at her doorstep the night before
of "something special, darling, tomorrow"?
And did he call her at work
expecting her to faint with delight
at his celebration of her, his passion, his risk?
She will know I love her now,
the world will know my love for her!
A man risked his life to write the world.
Love is like this at the bone, we hope, love
is like this, Sweatheart, all sore and dumb
and dangerous, ignited, blessed--always,
regardless, no exceptions,
always in blazing matters like these: blessed.


(Thanks Amy, for reminding me of this favorite.)


  1. ah yes i remember it well - bittersweet, the memories.
    m x

  2. Fantastic poem. I wonder why the misspelling, "Sweatheart". Touching, in a way, but odd. I guess it's hard enough to write hanging upside down with spray paint fifty feet above ahighway. (I make similar mistakes on my blog.)


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