This Is Just to Say
By William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were deliciious
so sweet
and so cold
While perusing my usual internet haunts, I stumbled upon an article about some old school “photoshopping” on CNN. The article was about a 1930s painting that had been changed to show George VI as the new King of Britain as opposed to Edward VIII. Edward VIII abdicated the throne (left empty by his deceased father) in order to marry an American divorcee named Wallis Simpson. He basically had to choose between being the King or being a husband to the woman he loved and he chose her. A twice-divorced American woman was a bit too messy for the all the formal rigamarole that is British monarchy. His brother became King instead and the brother made Edward VIII the Duke of Windsor. (By the way, that brother was King George VI and the movie about his life, The King’s Speech, is an Oscar winning film.)
Doesn’t that sound so romantic? A man chooses a woman over untold acclaim and riches. * swoon * Sure he wasn’t exactly in the poor house (they globe-trotted for years), but still, that’s something to give up such a prestigious title for love. The Duke showered his bride with whatever she wanted. Jewels, clothes and mansions were all hers for the asking. They stayed married from 1937 until the Duke’s death in 1972. The Duchess (she acquired that title when he became Duke) died in 1986.
That’s the fairytale version. The gritty details that make the story not so cute include the rumors that the Duchess had several loversĀ and said to still be in love with her ex-husband. Oh and that the fact that the pair seemed to be Nazi sympathizers. Awesome. Great folks.
Just goes to show that even in the seemingly most romantic fairytales, real life stuff pokes through. Still, it is nice to know that sometimes love trumps all of the glitzy stuff (even Nazi-loving type love).
Would you give up an empire and a throne for love?
I’m not much of a resolutions kind of chick, but I do like January. There’s something refreshing about having a whole year’s worth of a clean slate. Lots of folks make commitments to themselves about health, money and the like, but it seems love was on the mind of many folks. The high profile divorces (Kobe Bryant, Deion Sanders, Katy Perry) and engagements (Michael Jordan, Matthew McConaughey, John Legend, Lebron James) in December of 2011 all point to a desire to start anew in 2012 on the love tip.
Got me to thinking about what love lessons (romantic and otherwise) I learned in 2011 from my own experiences and from what I’ve observed in others. I wrote a post about it. Like to read it, here it go * In Living Color voice *…
Habari Gani, Umoja! That’s to all the Kwanzaa celebratin’ folks out there. To everyone else, Happy Monday!
The other day, I was walking around the Flatiron District here in NYC and a 30-something year old black man said something to me as we passed each other on the sidewalk. He said “I would ask you for your number, but I’m too black and ugly.”
Say what?!