One Poem Only
A daily reading from One Poem Only—a quiet space for a single poem, read aloud. PRINCE OF MARBLE AURI TUNGLSDOTTIR > I’ve put you on a pedestal > For some reason. > One day it was there, > And I put you up, > It looked right. > > I’ve made you a statue of marble and gold, > Shining in the dark – the moon looks dull compared to you; > Glowing in the sun – that’s learning how to look golden from you. > > I’ve made you immortal > By creating an image that will live in my mind, in the universe. > I’ve made you a thought that flies through galaxies, > Like a beam of light, carrying a message. > > I’ve written poems, > Dozens over dozens, > One longer than the other, > One saying less than the other, > And all of them screaming to be heard, > Doing their best to express my inner world. > > I’ve filled a whole book with you, > So I can put it on the shelf with things dear to me. > I could fill another hundred, > But I would be repeating myself. > And I wouldn’t get tired of it, > Of reliving every moment, remembering every word, > Feeling every glance of yours again. > > The glance I longed for that strongly, > That I wished for a different version of our lives. > One on the surface of this ocean of dreams, > On the land that means certainty. > But that would mean giving up myself. > I almost sold my voice to be able to walk with you. > > But I knew you would never see me > The way I wished for for so long, > And I wouldn’t want to kill your happiness > By wishing for mine to come true. > What if I’m only in love with a statue, > With an idea, with an illusion, with a dream? > > I will leave my ocean, > But not to be with you. > I will travel the world with the birds, > And the waves of the sea, > The dolphin will carry me to unknown shores, > Until I’ve seen everything. > Until the laughs of a child will make me immortal as well. > > I’ll watch over you and your princess, > As you sail on. > My tears will stream home, > And I will feel human, and love. > > I’ll kiss her on the forehead, > I’ll wave at you and smile, > And though I’m not the sea foam, > I’m part of the blue sky. More from Auri Tunglsdottir ↓ * @songsofsunandmoon.official [https://www.instagram.com/songsofsunandmoon.official/] on Instagram Support + Stay Connected to OPO If you’d like to support the show, Substack [https://rembrandtscure.substack.com/] and Patreon [https://www.patreon.com/c/OnePoemOnly] members receive a copy of my book, For My Daughter, along with episodes from the audiobook. Poetry reminds us what matters. Thank you for listening.
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