Buttercups

We never walked as close
like this before;
soundlessly we tiptoe closer,
closer
but we never touch,
still I feel the zephyr of your nearness
as a breeze of attar and the subtle drum
that is your heart.

…I close my eyes…

The day is overcast,
but you
have brought along this subtle sun of us,
this buzz beneath the boughs
still bare, this spring,
this day of being close.

But when I turn to kiss your lips
you’re gone,
and in your place are buttercups.

Buttercups
Lucian Freud

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April 29, 2021

28 responses to “Buttercups

  1. I love the heart of this poem specially the zephyr of your nearness, drum sounds and this part: the subtle sun of us. Bring out the buttercups!

  2. I do love buttercups! And how exquisitely you have conjured this love story amongst flowers. I especially love:
    ‘you/have brought along this subtle sun of us,

  3. Excellent puente, brother. Romantic and whimsical. I liked “still I feel the zephyr of your nearness”.

  4. I have loved buttercups since I was a child, Björn, and the pairing of the Lucian Freud painting with your poem made my heart skip. I especially love the lines:
    ‘still I feet the zephyr of your nearness
    as a breeze of attar and the subtle drum
    that is your heart’
    and
    ‘…you
    have brought along this subtle sun of us’.

    • Oh, the buttercups, such wistful regret and that play with ‘the subtle sun of us’ captures both memory and desire which I quote from TS Eliot as April for me is a combination of wedding anniversaries and loss.

  5. Outstanding work, Bjorn.
    I especially like the lightness , which becomes even lighter with the vanishing. A great close.
    (Friendly proofread note: Did you mean “feel” the zephyr? I can’t conjure “feet”.)

  6. These lines cast a spell: “still I feel the zephyr of your nearness as a breeze of attar and the subtle drum” I feel the magic in the buttercups!

  7. Your poem wafts, gentle as warm zephyr ❤

    I had to look attar up which is embarrassing as it's an essential oil I had to buy for one of my potions. I also had to see if this Freud was linked to that one and am pleased to see he is his grandson. He's a talented artist.

  8. Romantic and dreamy and yet a feeling of longing. I especially like
    “but you have brought along this subtle sun of us”. What a beautiful phrase.

  9. But when I turn to kiss your lips
    you’re gone,
    and in your place are buttercups.

    A little disappointment may sometimes be compensated by a little dividend in its place which may not be material but still felt hurt by a lover’s heart.

    Hank

  10. This is exquisite. I love that you left it so vague that it could just as easily be about a father and daughter as a romantic couple. So many parents are divorced now—I often ponder how dads (and moms) must suffer not getting to spend enough time with their children.

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