He described infatuations as one of the great pleasures of his life.
His were moments of alchemy.
Where two beings have a sudden and intense connection to each other.
I'm saying 'beings' because I think one,
May even become infatuated with a small furry animal,
But this tends to be one sided,
Much like infatuation with babies.
But sticking to adult infatuation,
I see it as like a small crush.
It doesn't have to be for a person of the opposite sex either.
Infatuations can be flirtations and sexually charged,
But they can also be mental attachments.
Their commonality is their level of intensity,
And their fleetingness.
If an infatuation starts to become passionate.
And of less fleeting duration.
If you really begin to miss the other,
To the point of physical and mental anguish.
Then watch out.
This is no longer infatuation.
This is heading towards love.
And who knows,
Even marriage.
Here's the challenge - compose a poem each day for one year, that reflects my agrarian life. On our hobby farm on the edge of the Monaro my husband Matthew and I raise children (I have eight, though only five remain at home), sheep, goats, chooks, piglets, a milking cow and her calf, fruit and vegies. To support this enterprise I teach in the remotest school in Victoria - if anywhere in Victoria is truly remote.
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Tuesday, 29 December 2015
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