If Hands Could
Free You, Heart
Love Poems For
Broken Hearted
Poem by Philip Larkin
If hands could free you, heart,
Where would you fly?
Far, beyond every part
Of earth this running sky
Makes desolate? Would you cross
City and hill and sea,
If hands could set you free?
I would not lift the latch;
For I could run
Through fields, pit-valleys, catch
All beauty under the sun-
Still end in loss:
I should find no bent arm, no bed
To rest my head.
- Poem by Philip Larkin
I think writing about unhappiness is
probably the source of my popularity,
if I have any - after all, most people
are unhappy, don't you think?
- Philip Larkin
I looked at my hands to see if I was the same
person. There was such a glory over everything.
The sun came up like gold through the trees,
and I felt like I was in heaven.
- Harriet Tubman
ROMANTIC
