This poem, ‘You‘ begins Carol Ann Duffy’s sequence of love poems, unambiguoulsy called Rapture! Aliosn Ridyard’s commentary on this blog is excellent and discusses the techniques by which Duffy communicates the thunderbolt surprise of falling in love. For falling in love dismantles all that we may have felt comfortable and secure. It reveals our compromises, our tired acceptance of routine and regularity.
The rhapsodic terror of love is superbly evoked by Duffy in this opening poem, it is as if we are peeling away at our own intimacies and seeing that which we have hidden away from. Duffy also reveals the way that love surprises us through dream. Dreams are linked to sexual desire. The repetition of ‘hard’ reminds us of the release of orgasm and its ungovernable fire.
The ‘touchable dream’ has become all we desire.
Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head,
so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name,
like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables
like a charm, like a spell.
Falling in love
is glamorous hell; the crouched, parched heart
like a tiger ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin.
Into my life, larger than life, beautiful, you strolled in.
I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine,
in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze,
staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,
from the pining, earth-struck moon which gapes at me
and I open the bedroom door. The curtains stir. There you are
on the bed, like a gift, like a touchable dream.
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