Gwendolyn Brooks

An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire

love time lyric poem melancholic

In a package of minutes there is this We. How beautiful. Merry foreigners in our morning, we laugh, we touch each other, are responsible props and posts. A physical light is in the room. Because the world is at the window we cannot wonder very long. You rise. Although genial, you are in yourself again. I observe your direct and respectable stride. You are direct and self-accepting as a lion in Afrikan velvet. You are level, lean, remote. There is a moment in Camaraderie when interruption is not to be understood. I cannot bear an interruption. This is the shining joy; the time of not-to-end. On the street we smile. We go in different directions down the imperturbable street.

An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire - meaning Summary

A Brief Shared Intimacy

The poem sketches a short, luminous moment of shared intimacy between two people. In a morning scene they are cheerful, physically present, and mutually affirmed—steady supports for one another. The speaker watches the beloved withdraw into self-possession, while both savor an uninterrupted camaraderie that feels like it could last. The moment ends simply: they part on the street, continuing separately but carrying the memory of that bright togetherness.

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