Sonnet V: The Moment

Beware; for an I hold the close again,
I shan’t be so inclined to let thee go.
The joy’s so great in finding thee; and so
This pain of parting doth not kindly wane.

When last I held thee, scarce could I contain
This joy in thee, and painful afterglow
Whose sting I could not, nor would I, forego;
Nor, fearing this, would I, my love restrain.

I die a thousand deaths when thou art gone.
Yet never would I sacrifice this time
When I am once again alive in thee.
I live a thousand lives, sweet paragon,
In every second’s sweet eternity,
In every moment’s perfect paradigm.

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12 responses to “Sonnet V: The Moment

  1. I am glad you are revisiting these writings of your youth. I think of some lines in one of Louisa May Alcott’s books, and I am paraphrasing of course….when my love for him was at its newest, purest, and most intense…


  2. From Little Women, when Jo was speaking to her sister Amy about a love in her past who now loves Amy – assuring her sister she had only loved Laurie as a brother and still did, especially when they were both younger and his passionate crush for Jo was new and intense. For a woman who never married and lived mainly through her books, she nailed that line about that youth’s first love.


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