The Mix & Match of Love
Folklore is layered with folk wisdom about the many facets of love: how to love, whom to love, when to love, what to love. Think about it. LOVE in one way or another is at the heart of our relationships to ourselves, one another, our environments, our spiritual beliefs, and our societies.A quick look at the landscape of folklore reveals the countless ways folk lessons foretell, advise, predict, and soothe the rollercoaster of love, tamed or untamed. Such knowledge is embedded in an array of forms, such as ballads, limericks, food lore and folk art.
Here are a few specific examples:
- Celtic legend about love lost: Tristan and Isolde
- Egyptian herbal remedy to attract lovers: Cinnamon
- French fairytale about transformative love: Beauty and the Beast
- Greek fable about deceit: Mercury and the Tradesman
- Swedish proverb about love’s danger: Love has produced some heroes but even more idiots.
But more about that a bit later in this blog. Let's get back to the folklore of love.
Britannica.com registers LOVE as having been “derived from the hypothetical term leubh, a root in Proto-Indo-European (reconstructed parent of Indo-European languages) meaning care or desire. Leubh eventually developed into Latin libet and Old English lufu, which was both a noun and a verb describing deep affection or being very fond of something.
While the word “love” has retained its
fundamental meaning of affection and deep attachment, as described in
Neuralworld.com’s Etymological Origins of Love, it has evolved
over time. For example, in ancient Greek, the word was classified into various
categories, including eros (romantic love), philia (friendship), and
agape (unconditional love).
Per the Oxford English Dictionary (one of my most
favorite books, next to Roget’s Thesaurus). the first known English uses of the
word love as noun and verb date back to Middle English:
“… from Old English lufu; akin to Old High
German luba love, Old English lēof dear,
Latin lubēre, libēre to please …”
It’s
Time to Guess
With
all of this in mind, have some fun; test your love wits. See if you can determine what type of love is written
about in the following select lines from Untamed Love, the second of three
Whiskey Tree Wave 1 anthologies, each composed of 14 poems by the same 14 poets.
Clue:
As the title suggests, untamed love is wild, raw, and unpredictable. If you want to check your guesses, visit The Whiskey Shot mini conversations with the
poets about their work.
Ready, Set, Go!
When you lay
your head
on my heart I dare not die.
Love Poem, Alan Parry
& you a
molten roar
for the joy of it
i’m a slave to
you
used and abused
I am a Gun, Paul Brookes
Your heart can
hold all of this, she said.
Holding the Humming of Bees, Sue Finch
drowned pulling
his dog from the water.
Love! His affections do not that way tend… , David Butler
I swoon at the furious
beauty concealed
in the wasteland of this wildflower wound.
Falling for Bone, Morag Anderson
This pillow is
a poor
stand in for your form
Insomniac Research, Jay Rafferty
Heated by the
rub of our bodies,
you shed skin on my pillow, wet silk threads
Feathered Serpent: Quetzalcoatl, Karen Pierce Gonzalez
Sand cascades
over your brow,
we're so tired now,
Untitled (Aqua Aprilis Symphony) James Jackson
I wash my hair
in a slow current as if none are watching.
Nor preying. It is safe, it seems. Language is soft-mouthed
Enduring The Artist's Mirror, Vikki C
And so I lost
my honeymoon. The sandy beach. The fifty guests. My black pearl watered silk.
Lost and Found, Mary Earnshaw
it’s hot
you say, rousing me
tea & biscuits after sex Paul Robert Mullen
untether me
let me pound the earth like Bison
Unboundaried Anne Walsh Donnell
as faint images
shrivel about you.
The Darkroom, Matthew M. C. Smith
More
The curious among
you can also check out what Broken Spine Editor-in-Chief Alan Parry has to say about the entire Whiskey Tree Wave I edition.
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to own of Untamed Love or gift it to a loved one, please visit https://amzn.to/3W0gMB1
A look at
the word
Britannica.com registers LOVE as having been “derived from the hypothetical term leubh, a root in Proto-Indo-European (reconstructed parent of Indo-European languages) meaning care or desire. Leubh eventually developed into Latin libet and Old English lufu, which was both a noun and a verb describing deep affection or being very fond of something.
on my heart I dare not die.
Love Poem, Alan Parry
for the joy of it
Embers, Cait O’Neill McCullagh
used and abused
I am a Gun, Paul Brookes
Holding the Humming of Bees, Sue Finch
Love! His affections do not that way tend… , David Butler
in the wasteland of this wildflower wound.
Falling for Bone, Morag Anderson
stand in for your form
Insomniac Research, Jay Rafferty
you shed skin on my pillow, wet silk threads
Feathered Serpent: Quetzalcoatl, Karen Pierce Gonzalez
we're so tired now,
Untitled (Aqua Aprilis Symphony) James Jackson
Nor preying. It is safe, it seems. Language is soft-mouthed
Enduring The Artist's Mirror, Vikki C
Lost and Found, Mary Earnshaw
you say, rousing me
tea & biscuits after sex Paul Robert Mullen
let me pound the earth like Bison
Unboundaried Anne Walsh Donnell
shrivel about you.
The Darkroom, Matthew M. C. Smith
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