falling in love all over again

i am blissfully in love again-giddily, happily and unafraidly in love!it's been a long time since a poem has completely struck me with awe that i feel as if i've been struck in my stomach yet feeling like i've just basked in shimmering sunlight.it happened yesterday when i read szymborska's miracle fair.it's the kind of poem that echoes in your head and leaves you smiling and feeling good for days on.even now, the feeling has not yet subsided and i am more determined to start my own reading project and rediscover the joy of words, of poetry.
for months, i've lost interest in writing or reading anything literary for a while.john surmises it's either my disappointment over not winning the dean's awards or just plain and simple laziness and complacency. honestly, i'd rather say it's the former and mean it than admit to the latter.i've never thought that i'd get tired of poetry because there always seemed to be a boundless store of enthusiasm and eagerness in me and even more for me to learn for me to ever get bored.but i think my well of enrgy isn't as bottomless as i thought and the magnitude of poets and their works that awaited me weren't enough to keep the interest.
i've always known that i can't not write.even during that period when i couldn't, didn't write, i felt like there was something off even if i carried on like always.i was worn out after i started working especially with teh new place, the new people and i was too lazy, too tired to try to keep in touch with my poetry.
but like with all loves and relationships, you always return to those that truly matter.i'm glad to say i've come home and though i can't promise never to leave again, i know i'll always be coming back.