When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,
But I am completely nourished.
This is honestly the most perfect poem I have ever read in my entire life. This poem is the reason, that I am once again inspired by language. A decade, by Amy Lowell is well composed, has a beautiful subject, and intense imagery. As I read this, I can imagine the savor of red wine and the feeling of sweet honey burning my mouth. That is the most perfect perfect perfect way to describe love. The imagery of red and honey, creates this imediate emotion of affection, as those are very warm colors. I bet that his lady, Amy Lowell, would know how to paint a great painting. She immediately demonstrates that she has an understanding of color as well as the psychology of it. Now, the sensory is a completely different level of subject. The imagery already creates the idea of love, but the sensory of red wine and honey burning a mouth. I don’t think she literally meant “burn”, but a burn is something that you can’t ignore… In a way it is sort of like the most addicting pain, something so sweet and perfect making burning its place into your mouth, making itself permanent… A burn is a completely new and rare sense to the tongue. I imagine that this is what lowell was trying to impress. How this sweet amazing taste of red wine and honey is so new to the mouth that it is a completely different feeling. Truly, this poem is perfect. perfect. I absolutely want to study language for the rest of my life, because of this poem.
