I don’t know how I happened upon this poem by Esther Mathews.
It first appeared in Poetry Magazine, in November of 1938. Somewhere, a long time ago (Not that long ago. Please.), I wrote down the words, and I often think of these words on Valentine’s Day.
I do so love a good poem. And I hope you have a lovely Valentine’s Day, however it’s expressed.
It’s Valentine’s Day and I promised you a heartfelt gift, so how about something classic? Something with romance, intrigue, politics, religion? Something like Cleopatra’s Moon by Vicky Alvear Shecter?
Vicky’s YA novel was recently released in paperback, and to celebrate, she gave away several copies. But I already have a lovely, inscribed copy of Cleopatra’s Moon, so I’m giving her book to a lucky Valentine commenter.
I’ll be catching up with Vicky at a conference next weekend, so I’ll ask her to pen a lovely inscription for the winner, and then I’ll mail the book off to you. I know you’re going to love Cleopatra’s Moon, so get your comments in and I’ll pick a name next Thursday before I leave.
Actually, you’d love Vicky Alvear Shecter, too, but I’m afraid I can’t afford to mail her to you. (But you can visit her blog whenever you like.)
Happy Valentine’s, y’all! I so appreciate the writer love you share with me each and every day!
Cathy C. Hall Writes 