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There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
~ Leonard Cohen
There were times through the years, love,
I thought my heart would break,
times it felt rough around the edges
and since I wear it out there,
melting on my sleeve, you always knew,
while your heart was (mostly)
tucked away, steadfast and quiet,
though once I saw it naked in your eyes.
And didn't we both expect perfection?
That your heart would always speak
when I needed it
and that mine would hear
all of your unspoken words?
Maybe growing old is just learning
to cradle each other's heart in our hands
like broken baby birds
or snowflakes melting in fists of light.
From Crow Ink (Little Eagle Press, 2009).
Used here with the author's permission.
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Photo by Len Villano
Sharon Auberle is a poet and photographer who now lives in Ohio. Author of six poetry collections, her work has appeared in numerous publications and online magazines, as well as a variety of anthologies. Sharon served as Poet Laureate of Door County, Wisconsin from 2017- 2019. Her earlier years of living in the spare landscapes of the Southwest, and then in Northern woods and waters, along with interests in Zen, music, and photography, provide her with endless inspiration. Sharon is currently working on designing memoir and journaling workshops in her new city of Westerville, where she recently won first place in the Arts Council writing contest. She continues her daily posts of photographs on Facebook and of course, is still--and always--writing.
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mimi:
thanks so much, everyone!
Sharon Auberle
Posted 02/01/2012 08:58 PM
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loisflmom:
So tender,so lovely. Thank you, Sharon.
Posted 02/01/2012 04:50 PM
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Linda Lee (Konichek):
The last two images just grabbed me, will stay with me for a long time-thank you so much,Sharon!
Posted 02/01/2012 01:19 PM
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wendy morton:
Oh, delicous poem, Sharon. Yes, this is what growing old together is.
Posted 02/01/2012 10:40 AM
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marenomitchell:
Tender truth! Thank you, Sharon.
Posted 02/01/2012 10:08 AM
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LisaV:
Such a beautiful poem, thanks Sharon. "though once I saw it naked in your eyes." LOVE that line..
Posted 02/01/2012 10:08 AM
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Jo:
Wonderful poem, Sharon.
Did you ever hear Neal and Leandra sing "Old Love?" It speaks to these thoughts.
Posted 02/01/2012 09:39 AM
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Donal Mahoney:
A poem like this should reach even the most removed of men even if they have nothing in their lives to mirror what's recounted. A wonderful poem wonderfully written.
Posted 02/01/2012 07:53 AM
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dotief@comcast.net:
Really love the last lines and images! Wonderful poem!
Posted 02/01/2012 07:50 AM
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ed werstein:
Wow. Fantastic, Sharon.
Posted 02/01/2012 07:41 AM
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jeanie:
yes yes yes!! beautiful!
Posted 02/01/2012 07:26 AM
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jeeger:
You've done it again! Just wonderful.
Posted 02/01/2012 07:15 AM
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Maryann Hurtt:
Oh, Sharon...old love really is the best. Lovely.
Posted 02/01/2012 06:14 AM
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