A couple writes love poems
In Whitefish Review’s summer/fall issue #22, “The Stories We Tell,” long-married local couple Eva and Max Maxwell wrote these two poems describing how they first met.
Eva Maxwell grew up in rural Northern Illinois, and in 1967 moved to Montana to teach music at Northern Montana College. Her poetry has appeared in Poems Across the Big Sky II and As It Happens.
Max Maxwell grew up on the sagebrush prairies of Eastern Montana, lived in Butte and retired in the Flathead Valley. He has had poems published in Tyros, As It Happens and Poems Across the Big Sky II.
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FINDING YOU Max Maxwell
In a cripple of cottonwoods
white broken branches
a story of bones
old as a toad
to a mayfly
you and I could never meet
on this timeworn ground
one thousand miles apart
and yet we did
HOP IN Eva Maxwell
Shall we tell the kids how we met?
Tell them that you were starting down
the runway at the Missoula airport
in a Cessna one-fifty, when you saw me
standing beside the tarmac, the wind
whipping my thin skirt around my legs,
my blond hair around my incredible
face, and that you circled around, landed
and took off again with me on board?
No? Try this. I was spinning out of
control down the Clark Fork River
in an inner tube, a self conscious
mermaid in a new swim suit.
When I saw you, a wiry curly-haired
savior on the far bank, I called
help me. You plunged into your
canoe, paddled gallantly,
ardently, nudging me ashore.
Or tell them my friend and I were waiting
at the light on Higgins Avenue
and you came rolling by in your
lovingly polished lipstick red
convertible, screeching to a stop.
Here he is, my friend proclaimed
and you said, warm and friendly,
Hop in. So I did.