Annie+K.

Analysis
= **Love Poems** = = =  So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning [|stuff] that passes for thought.
 * Happiness** **by Raymond Carver**

When I see the boy and his friend walking up the road to deliver the newspaper.

They wear caps and sweaters, and one boy has a bag over his shoulder. They are so happy they aren't saying anything, these boys.

I think if they could, they would take each other's arm. It's early in the @morning , and they are doing this thing together.

They come on, slowly. The sky is taking on light, @though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Such beauty that for a minute death and [|ambition], even love, doesn't enter into this.

Happiness. It comes on unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really, any early morning talk about it

Carver's Higher Purpose

Analysis **I Am Not Yours** **by Sara Teasdale** I am not yours, not [|lost] in you, Not lost, although I long to be @Lost as a candle lit at noon , Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still A [|spirit] beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, @Swept by the tempest of your love , A [|taper] in a rushing wind.

Teasdale's Higher Purpose

Analysis **A Red, Red Rose** **by Robert Burns** O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June; @O my Luve's like the melodie

As fair art thou, my [|bonnie] lass, So deep in luve am I; And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas @gang dry, my dear, And the rocks melt wi' the sun; I will luve thee still, my dear, While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee [|weel], my only Luve, And fare thee weel awhile! And I will come again, my Luve, @Tho' it ware ten thousand mile. Burn's Higher Purpose