a rose and a love poem

Valentine’s Day seems to be synonymous with roses and love poems, so I thought I’d share one of each…

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Rose; gouache on paper; 8×8

This is a little gouache exercise I did last week. I’m still getting the feel for this medium, and each time I sit down to work, I learn something new. Painting is an education…as is love.

Also, an excerpt from one of my favorite “love poems,” written by one of my favorite poets, Laura Gilpin:

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The poem is called “Dinosaurs” and comes from her collection The Weight of a Soul. I believe this book is out of print now, which saddens me, and makes me value her work even more.

What I love about this poem is the imagery of the bones of two lovers curled together, like the petals of a rose, so that they are no longer distinguishable as two individuals, but as one entity. I think that’s what God intended for love to be.

What images embody love to you?
Do you have a favorite love poem?

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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5 thoughts on “a rose and a love poem

  1. beautiful image.
    one of things i do like about human beings is the diversity, how each of us have a different ideas about what seemingly are the same phenomenon.

    For me, love isn’t about being one entity, at the end each of us turn and go to its separate side/dream. I think she had this feeling too as she is asking straight away – don’t sleep yet – stay with me just a little longer.

    for me one image of love is the meeting of sea and shore, there is a constant moving – hallo | goodbye – development which both knows will leads to what seems to be the same place but none of them, neither the sea nor the shore, is ever the same.

    It is in that acceptance and trust that I feel love hides.

    thanks for the post

  2. Reblogged this on Utopian Fragments and commented:
    Libby Kurz post for valentine has made me think and for the first time in the history of this blog I am going to write about Valentine’s Day.
    I don’t like Valentine’s day, love don’t need a specific date. Everyday is the Day of/for Love.
    I also don’t like roses (the smell is all too sweet for me). But I do enjoy her paintings and this time she added words of love from a nice little love poem.
    I have commented about the differences in the way we see and experience “love”.
    And so I share here her post and I add my comment

    beautiful image.
    one of things i do like about human beings is the diversity, how each of us have a different ideas about what seemingly are the same phenomenon.

    For me, love isn’t about being one entity, at the end each of us turn and go to its separate side/dream. I think she had this feeling too as she is asking straight away – don’t sleep yet – stay with me just a little longer.

    for me one image of love is the meeting of sea and shore, there is a constant moving – hallo | goodbye – development which both knows will leads to what seems to be the same place but none of them, neither the sea nor the shore, is ever the same.

    It is in that acceptance and trust that I feel love hides.

    sharing is carrying. What do you make of it all?

  3. Hi! Thanks so much for your comment. I love the image of the sea and shore–the constant movement–how they meet for a time but then go apart again, neither of them the same for having met. I think that this, too, is such a beautiful image of love–and perhaps more realistic depiction of human love. I see this movement–the push and pull–all throughout nature and human relationships. We meet for a time and then go away, come together again, back and forth.

    I love how different images reflect different things, or how they illuminate different aspects of the same idea.

    I appreciate your comment, Thanks! –Libby.

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