a poem for you on Valentine's Day
I've enjoyed Christina Rosetti's poems since I studied them in school. Of the Romantic poets, I always felt like I "got it" when I read her poems moreso than some of the others. Coupled with the fact that she is John Polidori's niece, about whom I wrote my first Master's essay that I then presented at a conference, I have had an affinity for Rosetti for some time.
When I remembered and went searching for this poem, I was thinking of my own relationship. (Of course, don't we understand the world through our own experiences?) I believe I fell in love first. I said, "I love you," first. And I say it frequently, but I often feel that the sacrifices and the way M loved outsoars my own capacities. I am insecure about how to care and often do too much of one kind of care, not enough in other ways. In the end, Rosetti tells us, it's the combination not the equal measures that matter.
There's something incredibly appealing about that for me and something real.
Happy Valentine's Day!