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Mr. Darcy

Then we are in the back seat of a car kissing
           not the light kind but one where our
    hands are on each other’s cheeks holding
                 each other’s heads as if they will fall

off why does so much love come at the beginning
           then disappear then once again at the moment
      before death why can’t the same kind exist
                  in between in the breaths in the

afternoon in the sitting room in a place of costumes
            little girls dress like princesses one pink one
      blue one yellow they wear plastic heels because
                 they still think they will never fall

Credit


Copyright @ 2014 by Victoria Chang. Used with permission of the author. This poem appeared in Poem-a-Day on August 18, 2014.

About this Poem


“I’ve always been intrigued with the male characters in novels like Pride and Prejudice, such as Mr. Darcy. This poem is part of a series of poems that explore desire and obsessions. The poems have been sitting in a drawer for a few years so I decided to dust them off and work on them again since I have not written a new poem in over 3 years. I’m not sure anything will become of the series, but at least it gives me something to work on in a period where I feel very uncreative.”

—Victoria Chang

 

Author


Victoria Chang

Victoria Chang is the author of The Trees Witness Everything, forthcoming from Copper Canyon Press in 2022; Dear Memory (Milkweed, 2021); and OBIT (Copper Canyon Press, 2020). The recipient of a 2017 Guggenheim fellowship, she currently lives in Los Angeles, California.

Date Published: 2014-08-18

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/mr-darcy