On Writing Love Poems
A few reasons why a poet should never stop writing about love.
The worst advice someone ever gave me in a MFA poetry class was to not write love poems. They argued that all the great love poems had already been written, so to strive to write good love poems was a lost cause. To my surprise, the teacher didn’t chime in and say “That’s nonsense.” Instead, she seemed to support the idea, or at least believed it was worthy of discussion.
Fortunately, I didn’t take their advice. But I always remember how I felt after hearing that suggestion and the teacher’s reaction. I remember how irritated I was that this idea was acceptable in a room full of so-called poets.
I think if a person only writes one poem, it should be a love poem. And if Neruda or Sappho had lived 1,000 years, they would have written love poems for a millennium.
If you can only live one kind of life, shouldn’t it be a life filled with love? And if you can only be one kind of poet, I would argue that you should be a love poet.
In fact, I would go as far as to say that all poems — whether they be about revolution, sex, violence, friendship, etc. — at their core, stem from love. Love of humanity, love of language, love of self. And I believe that without love — the most human of feelings — there would be no reason for poetry at all.
As my poetry has evolved into music over the years, most of my best songs are love poems, and I’m immensely grateful that I wrote them. Here are two examples:






