Cambridge Poet Populist Lo Galluccio sends us a poem about love. And it ain’t a Hallmark greeting card…if you know what I mean.

Lo Galluccio.

I had a true love

I had a true love, I had an angry star
He flung me near, he flung me far.
My charger, Vietnam
The dusk and tongue and the roses farm
Oh the jagged green remarks
Oh the jagged green remarks
Why trap the bear in such a graceful fawn?
I had a true love, I had an angry star
Like a child whose love is God,
so shiver, shiver me hard

Your angry star, Gepetto
Your star, Pinocchio
Your star – a grotto
Your limbs like trees
Your trees like razors
Your fury Arabian
Your compassion less than zero
Your hero cut down to lust in a phone call

I had a true love, I had an angry star
He flung me near, he flung me far
No Mecca can survive such an angry star
Will the moon take me back?
Will the moon have her way?
Will it take another century, a year, or a day?
It will rise again, it will rise again
Like a child whose love is God
Shiver me hard.

— Lo Galluccio
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