Fifty Shades of Love: “I have loved none but you”

Can anyone think of a poet who has not in inky lines described their pursuit of love, their hopes for love, their loss of love, their unrequited love, their love of love ..... No.

The language of poetry is mysterious but yearns to capture the essence and all aspects of its subject.

In ‘Love’ it finds a difficult mistress. Individual poems can capture individual moments but has any one poem found within its lexicon the formula for the attainment of love? Again, the answer is ‘No’.

Love changes, its rhythms pause and pulse on the tiniest of things and the biggest of thrills. Within its shades all other feelings, all other emotions, gently reside, waiting for their moment.

In these fifty poems the many, many shades of love reveal themselves.....