Almost there... such great: Almost there... such great imagery and metaphor the structure begs for eleoqunce but, it gets caught on emotionalism and luckily it wins out. Something reL special here .
Thank you so much for that. : Thank you so much for that. I needed to write the sijo because Beauty is Beauty, whether among the stars or among the K-Pop boybands, and Poets' chief vocation---to be the Cosmos' voice as it explains itself to itself---includes declarations of Beauty. And, if there is some young man whose given nature is like mine, perhaps the poem will help him embrace, rather than fear, his attractions.
Here, love meets the dance of: Here, love meets the dance of galaxies in your poetic craftsmanship. And it's magic. I'm hearing it and seeing it and simply reveling in the journey. One of your best!
Oh, that's a reference to: Oh, that's a reference to Napoleon's Josephine who was said to feign headaches to avoid bedding with him. Unawareness is quite an issue in intimate relationships too! Reading the room seems to be a dying art/skill set.
Thank you for the read and comment: I am not familiar with Josephine's headache, or are you just referencing the headache thing at bed in general? :) There's a joke about the husband bringing aspirin to the wife in bed...
I was hoping to protray his obvious lack of awareness of blazing lights and unlocked door. This was a boyfriend, a guest in the house, so not really his responsibility to secure the fortress. But I have a feeling because he lived with roommates, blazing lights and unlocked doors were not his concern when he closed his bedroom door for the night. But the comment, why do you take so long to go to bed...lovely fellow, but seriously dude? Especially at our age. The new boyfriend looks for undone things, quite nice.
Repentance is a daily groove,: Repentance is a daily groove, much like dying daily to self and continuing sanctification, very Pauline in thought and practise.
Not to be indelicate to: Not to be indelicate to anyone but reminds me of Josephine's headache; but this is more progressive. Our bedtime rituals at home are quite complex as well... requiring a synchronous effort like synchronised swimming (Esther Williams comes to mind there) otherwise flicking too many switches and getting back up to double check if anything is amiss or forgotten.... Eventually someone snores first and sleeps through the night. Love the final line - it brings all the strands together beautifully.
I could remember finishing: I could remember finishing the statement about the hibiscus, just saw some in full bloom on the way to work. I love the image and movement that these blooms are a self-soothing hug of the Earth