‘A Dream in the Luxembourg’ by Richard Aldington. It’s a romantic novel in verse – really a long narrative poem, now long out of print, that I found in a bookshop one rainy afternoon in Chichester. For me, it’s one of the most beautiful pieces of poetic writing that I’ve ever read.’
Although currently out of print… A good choice in time for Valentine’s Day! Thank you to Charles Dance for this recommendation.
Here is another of Richard Aldington’s poems, to whet the poetry appetite:
Come, thrust your hands in the warm earth
And feel her strength through all your veins;
Breathe her full odors, taste her mouth,
Which laughs away imagined pains;
Touch her life’s womb, yet know
This substance makes your grave also.
Shrink not; your flesh is no more sweet
Than flowers which daily blow and die;
Nor are your mein and dress so neat,
Nor half so pure your lucid eye;
And, yet, by flowers and earth I swear
You’re neat and pure and sweet and fair.