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FOR LOVE
I stole some broom-
straw flowers from
you while you were
taking a shower and
hid them in my suit-
case, not feeling the
guilt I had
been taught since child-
hood to feel for
stealing. For many years
I was obedient, mother,
teachers, books and priests;
but somewhere, sometime,
for some reason for-
gotten now, I tried to
define stealing.
I could-
n’t. Humphrey says:
It’s better to steal
from each other now
and then than to
reach out
for purity and
die in fantasy.
James Humphrey, “For Love” from Argument For Love. Copyright © 1970/2006 by Poets Alive Press/James Humphrey.
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