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SoulPancake Sunday

I haven't done SoulPancake Sunday for a while so I thought of looking for a prompt from their website's Conversations.

For this week, the question is: What is your favorite poem?

Original image from here.
Most days, my answer would be probably something from Pablo Neruda but this one from Jack Gilbert is my favorite as of the moment. :)

Maybe Very Happy
Jack Gilbert, Refusing Heaven

After she died he was seized
by a great curiosity about what
it was like for her. Not that he
doubted how much she loved him.
But he knew there must have been
some things she had not liked.
So he went to her closest friend
and asked what she complained of.
"It's all right," he had to keep
saying, "I really won't mind."
Until the friend finally gave in.
"She said sometimes you made a noise
drinking your tea if it was very hot."

There's just something so sad and so pure about this poem.

Can you share yours? :)