By Aidan Forster, Blog Editor
Happy Valentine's Day from The Adroit Journal! Here at Adroit, we love all writing, but poetry is our first love. To celebrate, we've compiled a list of sixteen of our favorite love poems from past issues. We've specifically aimed for different types, different flavors, different vibes, different manifestations, and different levels of love. This is no usual list, so whatever your plans are on this Valentine's Day, make sure this list is a part of them.
DISCLAIMER: We do not encourage the utilization of these poems to 'woo.' You might not get the best results...
"A young man slips his thumb / into the mouth of an old one, // & I am not that far away."
"We've left the familiar behind--far / from home, newly married--awake now / for twenty-seven hours and falling in love / with a country that never goes dark."
"I have learned // that there are times when the decision must be made not to cut / through muscle, to let shrapnel swim forever."
"She pours pot after pot into the tub, pours / blood-warm water over me."
"For weeks, / the wet paint scent / surrounded / our white necks."
"'Look! I made something! / I am not quite sure what it is, but look! / I made something.'"
"Better, // maybe, to leave him like this, / unfeeling and questionless."
"Blood. Now is a time for romance, // comedy, maybe even a little / catharsis."
"I remember it / like a bullet / remembers the bone."
"& here I am: somewhere / in the middle of my life / in the middle of Texas..."
"Pale girl, fat carcass; boy uncut, unhooved."
"Maybe it was the way we forced / our eyes to unscramble porn, or the sweetness / we discovered in the meat of each other's breasts / deep in our mouths."
"Kissing you feels like leaves. / Fall is near."
"For milk and the morning paper, I walk / down this crooked arm of road / around the woods."
"Once she was a drop of dark blood in a man's water / glass. Once, she made the primary artery in his neck // botch a tango."
"Say the glass pipe tasted like diamonds and Paris. / I'll listen."