Love Poem-A A +A
Friday, February 14, 2014
IT USED to be a Baguio joke that to give roses while courting could be a joke, because Baguio was the source of the roses themselves, and thus had not the panache of being special. Another roses joke is to just wait till the day or two after Valentine’s Day (when their price shoots up), and then buy them at their regular price. But poems, they don’t have a price tag when you share them, especially those that are priceless – classics that have withstood the test of time.
Here, that love poem of Elizabeth Barrett Browning, “How do I Love Thee?”
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Nothing like a love poem. But roses are good, even in Baguio. Chocolates, too. Happy Valentine’s!
Published in the Sun.Star Baguio newspaper on February 15, 2014.