"Me and You and Provincetown"

Lobster Pot Tree and Pilgrim Monument

Me and You and Provincetown

Adore the spring in Provincetown

Love winter, summer, fall.

When I am there feel safe again

The seasons, love them all.

 

The only time I'm so at peace

Can actually be "me"

Is when I'm home in Provincetown

I smile, feel good, feel free.

 

I'll talk a lot in Provincetown

I feel so different there

You laugh sometimes at how I change

Fall in Provincetown

My thoughts I freely share.

 

When I brought you to Provincetown

Was sure true love I'd found

Serenity just filled your eyes

You did not make a sound.

 

When we can live in Provinccetown

Our dreams will all come true

It is the place I love so much

The person, that is you...

 

 

Barb, NJ

Notes from Land's End: February 14

Stanley Kunitz, provincetown.com 

Provincetown's Poets WAX about Love

By Laura Shabott
February 14th, 2012 

Provincetown is rich with works of ardor written by authors and playwrights who call our beloved town their muse. Let’s begin this Valentines Day online poetry slam with a brilliant jewel by former Poet Laureate and Fine Arts Work Center co-founder Stanley Kunitz:

Tennessee Williams, courtesy of Nola.com

YOUNG LOVE

At his incipient sun

The ice of twenty winters broke,
Crackling, in her eyes.

Her mirroring, still mind,
That held the world (made double) calm,
Went fluid, and it ran.

There was a stir of music,
Mixed with flowers, in her blood;
A swift impulsive balm

From obscure roots;
Gold bees of clinging light
Swarmed in her brow.

She is a tree in spring
Trembling with the hope of leaves,
Of which the leaves are tongues.

Her throat is full of songs,
She hums, she is sensible of wings
Growing on her heart.

Tennessee Williams changed the world with A STREETCAR NAMED DESIRE and THE GLASS MENAGERIE. His deep understanding of love and heartbreak is just as profound in this delicate piece: 

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"Lesson learned in Provincetown"

Lesson Learned in Provincetown

There's snow tonight in Provincetown

The benches so empty.

Commercial Street without a soul

So peaceful by the sea.

The winter's cold the people scarce

Some gone to warmer shores

The opposite of summer days

Few restaurants, few stores

Remembering when I was young

I'd come with family

As soon as we were old enough

My sister, friends and me.

This town would always speak to us

So softly we would hear

"In Provincetown we welcome all

There is no need to fear"

I've always felt so out of place

When here, can just be me

This town has taught me kindness, love

This jewel by the sea.

Poem by Barb, New Jersey