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Dear Samson,
I put your hair
In a jar
By the pear tree
Near the well.
I been thinkin'
over what I done
And I still don't think
God gave you
All the strength
For you to kill
My people.
Love -- Delilah
This little poem by Carole C. Gregory is the first in a book I've long treasured called Women's Love Poetry. The picture is from the movie Samson and Delilah back in the days of my childhood when I believe I saw it in black and white [perhaps it's been given the color treatment since then]. Samson was Victor Mature and Delilah was Hedy Lammar. I thought I'd posted a couple of pretty heavy poems the last couple of days and we could use something lighter -- though the underlying thought is a matter very much alive in world politics today.
2 comments:
It's perfect poem.
Samson, I got it for you bad. But some things just aren't done.
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